The training grounds of Combat Peak echoed with rhythmic bursts of mana and the clashing of elemental spells. A hundred robed disciples stood like war gods in formation, each radiating immense pressure—high Earth Immortal Wizards, the elite core of the Royal Academy. They moved in perfect unison under the sharp eyes of Master Lei Zhen, whose presence alone demanded reverence. His aura, calm yet forceful, kept even the most arrogant disciple restrained.
Just then, a disturbance arrived—unlike a wind or roar, but still potent enough to break the focused silence.
Kent walked in, dressed in a black and gold robe, his dragon pet Sparky—now reduced in size—resting beside him with vigilant eyes. Though Kent's cultivation was still one realm below the others present, the pressure he emitted was no less fierce. The recent tales of his bow mastery and Storm God techniques had spread far and wide.
