Huo Yuhao lowered his voice and bowed respectfully.
"Xuan Zi, Dean Yan. My teacher hopes the academy can help reconstruct his body so he can return to the world of the living. Ideally, it would be a body with outstanding potential."
Xuan Zi froze for a moment. Beside him, Yan Shaozhe, dean of the Martial Soul Department, immediately darkened.
"Reconstruct his body? And he wants a vessel with outstanding potential?" There was an unreadable note in Yan Shaozhe's voice.
Having served as dean of Shrek's Martial Soul Department for years, Yan Shaozhe had seen no shortage of evil methods.
How could a living body with outstanding potential possibly be fashioned out of thin air from lifeless materials?
Yan Shaozhe stared at Huo Yuhao as though trying to see through to his sea of spirit.
But a suspicion had already risen in his mind.
Does Yu Xiaogang really want to reconstruct his body... or does he want to... possess someone?
On the main stage, Long Aotian flipped up onto the platform.
Without a single unnecessary word, six Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet in succession: two yellow, two purple, and two black.
With two fellow disciples defeated in succession, the foremost member of the Body Sect's younger generation had completely abandoned any thought of testing his opponent.
He went all out from the start.
Long Aotian gave a low shout. His skin rapidly hardened, taking on a smooth, lustrous jade hue.
At the same time, a three-meter-tall silver-human phantom suddenly towered up behind him, drawing wave after wave of cheers from the crowd.
The Body Sect's silver-rank second awakening.
In the spectator area, the noisy chatter instantly subsided.
Lang Ya stared at Gu Mingyuan on the stage, his gaze icy.
"A silver-rank awakening. Let's see what use those toys