Alex and Lucien were walking slowly through the outer region of the academy where most of the new students gathered for training and evaluation. The area was wide and open, filled with stone paths, training fields, and scattered cultivation zones where young practitioners attempted to refine their martial souls. From a distance, it looked like a peaceful environment, but beneath that calm surface, ambition and competition constantly intertwined among the students.
Alex's gaze moved continuously across the crowd as if he was searching for something invisible to ordinary perception. He was not simply observing their physical forms or their manifested martial souls. Instead, he was looking deeper, far beyond what normal senses could detect. Even when a martial soul was not externally projected, he could still perceive its existence as though it was layered within their very existence.
