That scoundrel!

With the flow of air and clouds rolling in the sky, even though no one could use the flying swords here, they quickly reached the circle outside the spirit gathering array. Almost all of the various academies' students gathered together here, looking dumbstruck at the rolling clouds above while listening to the sound of thunder.

"Oh my gosh! Which scoundrel is this?"

"Damn it! How did he get inside?"

"Drat! All the trees around here have withered! "

"Boom!"

Just as they were cursing, lightning came from the sky with a rumbling sound. Its power was formidable and the airflow turned violent that everyone broke into a cold sweat due to this great alarm.

"My goodness! It's not the Foundation Building! It's the Golden Core! There's a person here condensing the core!"

The crowd gasped as he spoke.