At the same time that the Sandmaster departed, the Rainmaster opened his eyes within the Rain Observatory. Then, he stepped into space with a light sigh.

Meanwhile, Silver was flipping through the list of missions in the Treasury, bored. Suddenly, Old Cai waved a hand and vanished, leaving Silver looking around in confusion. Where did that old man go?

At the entrance to the Trial Area, Coco had just mustered up the determination to challenge the ported battle again, but just when she was about to step into the teleportation stone’s range, she was stopped by a resistive force. And in the distance, the Trialmaster disappeared from his seat.

Far above the vast sky of Astral-10, there was a hollow space, strewn with black fossils. The insane director of the academy stood with his hands clasped behind his back as he stared into the vastness of outer space with a confused expression.

The director tore his gaze away and looked around at those before him. He bowed at the waist with a somber expression. “Thank you for all your hard work over these years.”

All five people simultaneously took a step back. The Rainmaster quietly said, “Please don’t do that, sir. There’s no need for it.”

The director sighed with a gloomy look. “My Astral Combat Academy once experienced great glory, but that all fell to ruins when I was brought to the brink...