The battle at the academy did not last long. Yuanen Yehui smashed a Titan Heavy Punch into Yue Zhengyu's holy sword. Golden light shattered, and Yue Zhengyu went flying backward, slamming into a barricade. He could not get up for quite some time.
The referee's whistle sounded. Yuanen Yehui withdrew her fist, and the phantom titan faded away. She flexed her wrist and walked calmly off the battlefield.
Several reserve war gods from the War God Temple put away their rescue equipment at the sidelines. Seeing that nothing serious had happened, they breathed a sigh of relief. It was finally over.
With fights like this every day, they were the ones who suffered the most.
Yuanen Yehui left the battlefield and looked up, spotting several familiar figures at the entrance.
"What brings you here?"
"We came for you." Yin Hongye glanced at her. "You're a mid-level Soul King now?"
"I broke through a while ago," Yuanen Yehui answered briskly.
"What about your Two-Word Battle Armor?"
"It's finished."
Yin Hongye nodded without asking anything else, merely tipping his chin toward the academy gates. "Let's go. I'm taking you somewhere."
"This place is boring."
Without the slightest hesitation, Yuanen Yehui said, "Got it."
She did not even ask what they were going to do. Whatever it was, it would benefit her, so she quickly packed her things.
Several days later, in the Endless Mountains.
The vehicle stopped at the foot of a snowy mountain. An unbroken range of snow-covered peaks stretched ahead. Snow rose past their ankles, and cold winds howled down from the mountains, carrying a bone-piercing chill.
Yin Hongye and Mu Hongchen got out and stood beside the vehicle, showing no intention of going any farther.
"We're here." Yin Hongye tipped his chin toward the mountaintop. "From here on, you'll