CHAPTER 62 — THE BONE THAT REMEMBERS
The moment Azure Dragon Academy left the arena, the noise followed them like a fading storm.
Cheers turned distant.Whispers thinned.The weight, however—did not.
Long Hao walked at the rear of the group, steps measured, breathing steady. To anyone watching, he looked the same as always: calm, detached, unremarkable.
Inside, something shifted.
Not violently. Not explosively.
Like a bone settling into place after being broken for centuries.
They were given a temporary resting sector—an isolated stone pavilion reserved for elite academies. Defensive formations hummed faintly along the walls, designed to block spiritual probing and external observation.
The moment Long Hao crossed the threshold which Longyu pointed towards—
The floor pulsed.
Once.
So subtle it would have escaped anyone else.
Long Hao stopped.
His fingers curled slightly.
"…You felt that too," he said quietly.
Silence.
Then—
Longyu yawned.
