Lucy scanned the surroundings but found no signs of the Holy Dominion forces or Angelina, for now, at least. Many of Jian Si's juniors threw curious glances at Lucy but they didn't say anything. They knew each other well so they immediately noticed this stranger who was wearing their sect's clothes.

They thought it's some kind of scheme orchestrated by Jian Si so they kept their silence, unwilling to interfere.

"Hey Missy! Me heard you got stronger! Wanna spar with meself?"

The burly-looking priest brazenly walked to the meditating Jian Si and voiced his thoughts, uncaring about the unfriendly gazes he was getting from the others.

Jian Si ignored the youngster and kept thinking about the skill Arthur gave her. She wanted to fully understand how it works and perfectly executes it.

If not for Arthur's voice which rang in her ears, she wouldn't have given the Sacred Priest a single glance.

"I'm also curious, why don't you show me your progress? Who knows, if you give me a pleasant surprise, I may teach you another thing or two."

His words ignited her spirit, causing her to abruptly stand up and unsheathe her red sword. Seeing her actions, the Sacred Priest became excited, he retrieved his staff from his back and beckoned her to an open area.

Many of the young talents present were interested in the fight. They followed the duo, wanting to witness the fight. Green-Leaf may be a middle-Realm but it is rather famous in the High-Realms, especially thanks to Isadore, whose achievements are extraordinary for a mortal.

No words were needed between the two parties, after they chose an empty and flat area, the two started battling. A thick and murderous aura emanated from the expressionless Jian Si. The Sacred Priest laughed as a golden layer enveloped his body and strengthened his bulging muscles.

The two had the same cultivation so only techniques mattered. The two didn't hesitate in using their God Spirits, which appeared behind them, causing the weaker cultivators to take a few steps due to the suffocating pressure.

Jian Si's God Spirit was a blood-red figure with four pairs of arms, similar to Ashura. The priest's God Spirit was strange as it was vastly different from the normal ones. It was a wooden staff just like the one he was wielding, its size became smaller until it merged with his staff, turning it golden with runes engraved on every part of it.

The two didn't waste time and charged at other, a sword and a staff clashed with each other, causing a crater under the two of them. The Ashura behind Jian Si used its arms to hit the priest, who would wave his staff in a mysterious way to block the aggressive attacks.

Jian Si then would follow with a stab from her sword only to be easily deflected by the resistant golden staff. She backed away and threw her sword at the grinning youth and just when it was about to hit him, she vanished and appeared before him, grabbing the same flying sword.

She rotated her body and slashed her sword from above, causing the priest to raise the staff and block. Like her earlier attacks, this one was also blocked but not before a sharp and savage sword essence to travel from her sword to the priest, injuring him and surprising him at the same time.

She flawlessly controlled her Sword Essence and attacked with it instead of her sword, this was only thanks to Arthur's teaching, who allowed her to use her Sword Essence as a weapon.

…

The fight lasted for ten minutes before the priest lost to Cold Sword's new skill; [Heavenly Slash]. Her execution of the skill was rather lacking but the burst of sword essence was more than enough to send the Sacred Priest flying.

"Too many flashy moves and you wasted time summoning your God Spirit."

Arthur berated her and harshly complained about her fighting style to which Jian Si snorted but said nothing. The cultivators were amazed by the show of power and carefully watched the fight, wanting to learn from these two rising talents.

Clara wasn't that interested in the priest but had the urge to spar with Cold Sword. She didn't expect much of the geniuses of a middle-Realm but Jian Si seemed to be a special case. Just as she was about to challenge her, a golden ship appeared from the horizon, appearing in front of the barrier within seconds.

Many golden-armored knights left the ship and joined the other cultivators. Two robbed old men and one woman clad in a shiny white armor were leading this group of fifty people.

They were obviously from the Holy Dominion and from the looks of it, they wanted to enter the dragon's lair too. Lucy noticed a silent blond-haired woman staying in the middle of the group. She was none other than Delia, who appeared rather distressed.

Unlike the non-threatening Deacon from last time, Arthur could feel the pressure of these three leading individuals, who looked calm as they glanced at every cultivator, inspecting them carefully.

They didn't find anyone suspicious so they walked to the camp of the Holy Academy and started conversing with the Sacred Priest, who wasn't in the mood to talk after his loss to Jian Si.

They asked him about Arthur and Lucy but received no useful answers. A few minutes later, another person arrived to whom the three leaders of the Holy Dominion group reacted rather fiercely.

The two old men glared at the dark-haired middle-aged man but didn't say anything. The woman knight seemed rather nonchalant as she happily chatted with the reluctant Delia.

Apparently, the two were close friends or so speculated Lucy. Without having to hear Arthur's thoughts, Lucy said

"Don't worry, if things go out of control, I won't hesitate to kill her if she attacks."

Arthur gave no response as he was busy talking with Claud

'One of the two old men is an Overgod, the other is a Half-God who acquired more than half of his Celestial Body. The woman is an enigma, probably a 7-star God Monarch, possibly more.'

Wrath, who just arrived, leisurely laid on the ground and closed his eyes, taking a nap, totally ignoring the strange gazes he was getting.

…

As the two sat next to each other, still gazing at the ever-expanding crack far away, a tall and beautiful figure appeared a distance away. The two immediately noticed her, glancing at her but showing no signs of surprise as if expecting her arrival.

With soft white fur covering parts of her body, two sky-blue pupils and a very long hair as white as snow. She walked up to the two men and respectfully bowed

"Uncle, Teacher, it's been a long time."

Leiu softly smiled and nodded his head while the Joker got up and inspected the woman from head to toe before saying

"I see no signs of the crybaby from before. My sweet and dear student, you've grown up."

He gently caressed her head then said

"I believe you know why you're here and are fully aware of the danger."

The woman nodded her head and replied

"To let things proceed as planned, everything must go according to the Prophecy… but I want to fight alongside you…"

This time, the Nameless Knight was the one who talked. He shook his head and said

"That is not possible. I made a promise and it shall be kept. I'm not saying you're weak but the outcome is unclear even if the future is set in stone."

For her, Leiu's words are as important as her father's if not more. For countless time did he tell her to always listen to her uncle and follow his words.

Although reluctant, the woman nodded her head and gazed at something above the ominous crack. It was a red sun, the thing which was emitting a dangerous heat that could even destroy planets and stars.

There was no need to waste time chatting pointlessly. She flew toward the red sun, which was about to reach completion and cause unrepairable chaos.

She transformed from a woman to an unbelievably large white wolf, its was size was even bigger than the Divine Planet!

The wolf, known as the legendary Fenrir, appeared before the sun, which would melt everything and opened its mouth. Slowly but surely, the sun was being devoured by the monstrously-sized wolf.

As he watched this event unfold, the Joker said

"So this is what the Norse Gods meant. Ragnarok… end of the world… calamity… doesn't matter its name. When the end is near, the wolf will devour the Sun."