Jiang Ming did not go to see Shi Hao. He had already helped him vent his anger; from here on, the boy could cultivate on his own. This would also give Meng Tianzheng more chances to interact with Shi Hao and study his Self as the Seed.
For now, Jiang Ming still intended to enter seclusion and swiftly complete his cultivation. To him, that mountain was not the only useful place in the Celestial God Academy.
Many True Immortals had fallen here, and that was enough for him. He could trace back through space and time, capture the laws of those True Immortals, and continue cultivating.
Let me set a modest goal: break through to the True Immortal realm within twenty years.
And so it went.
Shi Hao also began his campaign of robbery within the academy, carrying his bandit ways to new heights. Whenever someone provoked him, he would bring out phoenix true blood and challenge them to a wagered duel.
In fact, the Celestial God Academy's phoenix true blood came in three grades: blood from One with the Dao Realm phoenixes, blood from Supreme Realm phoenixes, and the most precious true blood left behind by True Immortal phoenixes.
Before long, another month had passed since Jiang Ming arrived at the Celestial God Academy.
He had comprehended every usable fragment of the Great Dao on White Jade Mountain. He had grown much stronger overall, especially his physical body, which had risen by a considerable margin.
Previously, his body had only been at the mid-stage True Immortal level. Now, it was at the late-stage True Immortal level.
Just as Jiang Ming was preparing to continue his seclusion, major news reached the Celestial God Academy: the Immortal Battlefield had opened.
It was called the Immortal Battlefield because it had once been