Afterward, Huo Yuhao began contacting some of the Spirit Pagoda's upper echelon through voice transmission, asking them to help select suitable candidates. After some time, the candidates were finalized.
The rare metals needed to forge the battle armor were naturally determined quickly as well, and someone promptly delivered these special rare metals to the laboratory.
Under the laboratory's blazing white lights, Huo Yuhao looked at the three people beside him. His gaze swept over them as he said in a deep voice:
"Now, let's begin forging the battle armor."
"Alright." The other three nodded and agreed.
They had long since learned forging techniques from Huo Yuhao. Combined with their formidable cultivation, forging battle armor together with Huo Yuhao was not a difficult task for them.
Before long, the clangor of hammering echoed through the laboratory like a grand symphony.
Time trickled away, like a great river rushing eastward without end.
Dou Ling Empire.
Lingdou City.
Above the entrance to an ancient-looking academy hung a plaque bearing five gilded words: "Shrek Academy."
The wind swept in from afar, rustling the lush forest within the academy. It surged like waves toward a vermilion pavilion.
The pavilion rose from the ground like a standing hill. Guards filled its entrance, fully armed and radiating killing intent. Their eyes were sharp as lightning as they scrutinized every movement around them.
A pale golden Soundproof Soul Guidance Barrier covered the pavilion like an inverted bowl.
Inside the pavilion, Xuan Zi slammed his hand against the table and rose to his feet.
Bang!
His beard and hair fluttered as anger filled his face. He swept his gaze across these so-called Asura God Position Inheritors before finally fixing it on Zhou Yi, their leader.
"So, Zhou Yi, what you mean is that you're willing to help Shrek Academy