The others quickly agreed with Alex’s earlier proposal without showing much hesitation.

Although many of them still carried fear toward the Light God Temple, they were also young geniuses filled with pride and ambition. After hearing Alex’s words, the atmosphere among the students had changed completely. The helplessness and uncertainty from earlier had gradually transformed into excitement.

Soon, the fifty newly accepted disciples moved together toward the academy combat arena.

The enormous arena quickly became lively as students began discussing their martial spirits, elemental affinities, combat styles, and future soul ring combinations enthusiastically. Some were curious about one another’s abilities while others were already eager to test their own strength.

Far away, several observing elders silently watched everything from the academy towers.

Many of them still looked visibly conflicted.

The pressure carried by the Light God Temple over the continent was simply too terrifying. Opposing such an existence was not a decision any clans could make lightly. A single mistake could lead to complete annihilation.

However, Alex’s earlier words still echoed clearly inside their minds.

If even they abandoned their own descendants out of fear, then what meaning did their cultivation possess?

The silver haired elder from the White Tiger Clan slowly clenched his fists.

His clan was naturally known for violent tempers and fearless personalities. Yet at this moment, even he hesitated deeply. The enemy standing before them was not another clan or academy.

It was the Light God Temple itself.

At that moment, the Frost Clan ancestor suddenly stood up from his seat.

"I have decided," he said calmly.

The surrounding elders immediately turned toward him.

The old man slowly exhaled while looking toward the distant library where Alex resided.

"I will place my trust in him."

Without waiting for anyone else’s response, he directly turned around and left the tower.

The atmosphere became silent briefly afterward.

Then another elder suddenly laughed loudly.

"Me too."

His eyes carried obvious mockery and dissatisfaction.

"Fuck those self righteous bastards."

"If one of our clans faced destruction tomorrow, the temple would treat us exactly the same way."

He shook his head while grinning bitterly.

"That old monster Crimson Blade truly is wiser than he appears."

One after another, several elders slowly stood up before leaving the observation towers.

Their decisions had finally been made.

Meanwhile, far away at the very center of the continent, an enormous floating island hovered above endless layers of clouds like a heavenly kingdom detached from the mortal world.

Golden rivers flowed around the island while countless sacred beasts circled the skies.

At the center of the floating island stood a colossal golden palace radiating divine brilliance. Ancient holy runes covered every wall while immense pressure filled the surrounding atmosphere.

This place was the true headquarters of the Light God Temple.

Inside the deepest sacred hall, a devastatingly beautiful woman sat calmly upon a massive divine throne crafted from crystal and gold.

Long golden hair flowed behind her while holy light continuously surrounded her body. Every breath she released caused the surrounding energy to tremble slightly.

The pressure inside the hall was so terrifying that ordinary titled Douluos would not even dare raise their heads before her.

Below the throne, a level ninety seven titled Douluo kneeled respectfully.

"Priestess," he said solemnly, "what are your orders?"

The woman slowly narrowed her cold eyes.

"So..."

"A mysterious expert suddenly appears and openly protects the heir of that clan."

Her voice sounded calm and elegant.

Yet beneath that calmness existed hidden fury.

"Does he truly believe the Light God Temple has become worthless?"

An old elder standing nearby immediately spoke coldly afterward.

"The continent has remained peaceful for far too long recently."

His eyes carried terrifying killing intent.

"Some people seem to have forgotten who truly rules this land."

He slightly lowered his head respectfully toward the throne.

"No anomaly should dare disregard the authority of the temple."

The priestess remained silent for several moments.

Then she finally spoke again.

"Go to Heavenly Origin Academy."

Her cold voice echoed throughout the massive hall like divine judgment.

"Order that man to personally present the heir of the traitor clan before us."

A faint trace of contempt appeared in her beautiful eyes afterward.

"If he kneels properly and offers the descendant as a gift..."

Her lips curved slightly.

"...then perhaps we may forgive his disrespect."

Immediately afterward, five terrifying titled Douluos stepped forward from the shadows.

Each one radiated horrifying pressure capable of shaking entire kingdoms.

Among them, the weakest was level ninety seven while the strongest had already reached level ninety eight.

These were true peak experts standing near the summit of the continent.

Without speaking further, the five individuals immediately departed from the sacred hall and began their journey toward Heavenly Origin Academy.

After the hall was dismissed completely, silence returned once more.

The priestess leaned slightly against her throne while narrowing her eyes thoughtfully.

"An anomaly..." she murmured softly.

Interest gradually appeared within her gaze.

"Did he descend from the God Realm..."

"...or from that mysterious continent?"

No one answered her question.

Meanwhile, inside Heavenly Origin Academy, the atmosphere remained completely lively and energetic.

The fifty newly accepted disciples were currently displaying their combat prowess throughout the massive arena while academy teachers observed from nearby platforms.

Explosions continuously echoed through the surroundings.

Spirit energy surged wildly in every direction.

"Be ready!" Leon roared loudly while stepping forward. "I’m attacking!"

A demonic black sword instantly manifested within his hand.

The sword emitted sinister energy despite lacking soul rings entirely. Leon had intentionally avoided attaching lower ranked rings because he wanted to wait until his cultivation became stronger enough to absorb truly powerful soul beasts.

Even without soul rings, however, the sword spirit itself remained extraordinarily dangerous.

"Hahaha! Come on!" George laughed loudly.

A giant thunder beast suddenly appeared behind him while three soul rings rose beneath his feet.

Two yellow rings and one purple ring rotated around his body brilliantly.

That configuration alone proved how talented he truly was.

Boom!

Both of them instantly collided head on.

Sword energy and lightning exploded throughout the arena while violent shockwaves spread outward.

At the same time, similar battles occurred everywhere else.

Melissa raised her hand calmly before an enormous ice dragon spirit appeared behind her. Frost immediately covered the arena floor while freezing mist spread through the air.

The dragon opened its mouth before releasing a terrifying icy breath attack toward her opponent.

However, her opponent possessed a fire elemental ape spirit.

The giant ape violently slammed its chest before roaring furiously toward the sky. Intense flames erupted around its body before colliding directly against the incoming frost attack.

Boom!

Ice and fire exploded simultaneously before canceling each other completely.

The observing teachers were all visibly shocked.

They had never realized Heavenly Origin Academy possessed this many monstrous talents hidden among the younger generation. Every single student displayed unique abilities and terrifying combat potential far beyond ordinary geniuses.

Some possessed mutated spirits.

Others possessed rare elemental affinities.

Several even demonstrated abnormal battle instincts despite their young age.

Suddenly—

Boom!

An apocalyptic pressure descended upon the entire city without warning.

The sky darkened instantly.

Every student and outer academy teacher collapsed onto the ground under overwhelming suppression. Fear immediately spread across countless faces while many people found themselves unable to even breathe properly.

Only the inner academy teachers barely managed to remain standing because all of them were above level ninety.

Lucien immediately emerged from his office with an ugly expression.

"What is the meaning of this?" he demanded coldly. "What does the Light God Temple want?"

However, inwardly he was cursing furiously.

How had those bastards received the information this quickly?

At that moment, five figures appeared high above the academy.

Terrifying soul pressure radiated from their bodies like divine mountains pressing against the world itself.

"Heavenly Origin Academy!" the leading titled Douluo shouted coldly.

"Tell your new teacher Alex to come out immediately and present the heir of the traitor clan before the temple."

His eyes were filled with arrogance.

"If he obediently offers the boy as a gift, the temple is willing to show mercy for this act of disrespect."

Leon’s face instantly turned pale after hearing those words.

Cold fear spread throughout his body.

He had known the temple would eventually come for him.

However, he never expected them to arrive this quickly.

His fists unconsciously tightened while countless thoughts filled his mind.

Would his master truly protect him?

Or would even Alex ultimately bow before the overwhelming authority of the Light God Temple?

Far away, the supreme elders who had not yet departed silently observed everything.

None of them intervened immediately.

They wanted to see how Alex would respond to this impossible situation.

Suddenly—

"Hmph."

A simple snort echoed throughout the academy.

Yet the sound felt like heavenly thunder exploding across the sky.

The atmosphere trembled violently.

Everyone immediately looked toward the distant library.

A young man with long silver hair and white robes slowly walked outward with both hands calmly resting behind his back.

His expression remained indifferent.

"You are disturbing the academy’s learning environment," Alex said calmly.

His eyes slowly rose toward the five titled Douluos above the sky.

"Come down."

The leading titled Douluo instantly became furious.

How dare this man speak to them with such disrespect?

He was just about to roar angrily—

But before any of them could react—

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A horrifying pressure descended upon the five titled Douluos like the wrath of heaven itself.

Their expressions changed completely.

That pressure was infinitely more terrifying than their own.

It was not even on the same level.

The five experts lost control instantly before crashing downward from the sky like birds struck down by divine punishment.