The next day, at the training ground next to Mirror Lake.

All members of the Wind Pavilion were gathered together. The endless crowds filled the area. Although the Wind Pavilion was deteriorating before Zhou Yuan came, a broken ship still had some uses. They still had an extraordinary foundation.

At this moment, countless gazes were fixed on a slender and tall figure standing on the bluestone platform in front, with awe and respect.

“Pay respect to the pavilion master!”

Thousands of people bowed simultaneously. It was a spectacular sight.

Zhou Yuan gave a wave of his hand and sat down cross-legged. That day he needed to prepare for the coming Heaven Flame Ritual by training the Spirit of everyone in Wind Pavilion.

“Bring out your Spirit.” Zhou Yuan’s voice rang in everyone’s ears.

Hearing Zhou Yuan’s command, everybody sat down cross-legged, and the space between...