Within the arena of Central City, Zheng Wentian waved vigorously toward Yun Chonghe and Ying Hui, "Teacher! Over here."
When he saw the Sword Box on Yun Chonghe's back, he was slightly taken aback, "Principal, what is this?"
"It's nothing. Just watch the match." Yun Chonghe, holding the Sword Box, sat down. Inside the Sword Box lay the Heavenly Sword Elder, who had fallen into a deep sleep.
To delay his own mutation for the last time, he had entered a final slumber.
Once awakened the next time, it was possible for him to enter an irreversible state of complete mutation.
And the decision of when to awaken lay with Yun Chonghe and Ying Hui. They had to choose the critical moment to wake the Heavenly Sword Elder to protect Zhou Bai, to protect humanity.
Thinking about this, Yun Chonghe felt the weight on his heart grow heavy, as pressure bore down on him.
After all, the decision-making concerning the timing was of utmost importance and might even change the future of mankind.
