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Velen had no intention of squandering the Soul Crystals rewarded by the system anymore. After using up so many, he was honestly exhausted from all the extravagance.

Clinton glanced at the score carved into the stone wall—he was still far behind Velen. But judging by his current mastery of basketball, as long as they continued playing, he was confident that he could overtake Velen!

But now, there were no more Soul Crystals!

"Velen, have we really used up all the Soul Crystals?"

Clinton asked unwillingly.

He had already glimpsed the dawn of victory. If the game ended like this, it would leave an unbearable feeling stuck in his throat.

"You don’t have any Soul Crystals left, but I do!"

Saying this, Clinton generously handed over his thumb-sized Soul Crystals to Velen.

"See if you can come up with another game using these Soul Crystals."

Velen was stunned as he looked at Clinton. He had been using up Soul Crystals only to gain Luxury Points.

This Clinton, however, was clearly just completely hooked on the games now.

But Velen could understand—it had been over three hundred years since Clinton had been sealed in here. If it were any other awakener, they might have already suffered soul collapse and turned into a complete lunatic.

Looking at the thumb-sized Soul Crystals Clinton handed over, Velen had an idea and said:

"How about this—we play badminton?"

Considering the size of the Soul Crystal, Velen used mana to simulate feathered edges on the crystal’s tail, then condensed a racket in his hand.

"Badminton?"

Clinton had no idea what Velen was doing, but he immediately mimicked Velen’s actions, also conjuring a racket in his hand.

Smack!

As Velen suddenly served the shuttlecock, he briefly explained the rules. Clinton listened intently, then, filled with anticipation, started playing against Velen.

"So this is badminton? Interesting! I’ve never played such an amusing game before…"

Clinton grinned with excitement, his eyes burning with competitive spirit.

"Velen, this time, you’re definitely going to lose to me!"

With confidence, he engaged in a fierce rally with Velen, thoroughly enjoying the game.

They played with great enthusiasm.

Several more hours passed.

By the time all of Clinton’s Soul Crystals had been shattered from impact, their badminton match also came to an end.

The final score was tied.

Even though he didn’t win, Clinton had never felt so refreshed before—drenched in sweat, yet utterly exhilarated.

Even though he had lost all of the Soul Crystals he had painstakingly gathered, his face was still filled with exhilaration.

"For over three hundred years, I haven’t felt this happy!"

"Velen, I really have to thank you this time!"

Clinton looked at Velen with genuine gratitude in his eyes.

"You were right. Soul Crystals may be precious, but since we’re sealed here and can’t leave, we might as well enjoy the moment!"

"Nothing is more valuable than happiness!"

However, as he spoke, Clinton’s excitement faded a little, and he sighed.

"Even though this was fun… the seal is extremely powerful. Every few decades, there’s only a brief moment of weakness, allowing my disciples to transfer resources here without a life signature. This kind of happiness… we won’t get to experience again for another dozen decades."

He let out a deep sigh, looking slightly dejected, though no longer as insane as before. At least this time, he wasn’t alone.

"You have no idea. I was once the headmaster, but because I offended the wrong person, I ended up in this miserable state. Fortunately, my disciples had some conscience and tried to rescue me by sending me resources."

"But they don’t realize that even with all these resources, it’s nearly impossible to break this seal. I can only disappoint them again and again."

He sighed again. He had once completely given up on escaping.

But when his former disciples managed to track him down, it rekindled his desire to leave.

However, despite all their help, after attempting an escape just earlier, he realized he had underestimated the Sunlord’s representative.

The moment this seal was cast, it was never meant to let him leave alive—he was meant to remain imprisoned here until his soul was completely erased.

Hearing this, Velen was slightly stunned.

Originally, he had assumed Element Academy’s actions were Clinton’s orders.

But they weren’t—his former disciples truly valued their old headmaster and had orchestrated this plan on their own.

"Old Headmaster, if you could escape, would you return to the academy?"

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Velen asked curiously.

Clinton quickly shook his head.

"At this point, all I want is to leave this seal and enjoy life, to make up for all the time I’ve lost! Why would I go back to some academy?"

Hearing this, Velen seemed to think of something and suddenly asked:

"Old Headmaster, you’ve been trapped here for so long—are you absolutely sure there’s no way to break the seal?"

Clinton sighed deeply.

"It’s not that there’s no way at all… Based on my years of testing, the only way to break the seal is to destroy its core!"

As he spoke, he pointed to a black crystal embedded in the wall.

"This black crystal is the core of the seal. I’ve spent over three centuries trying everything, but nothing can even scratch it. It’s definitely something they left here on purpose, just to mock me."

Clinton was furious, but at the same time, helpless.

The solution was right in front of him, but because he lacked the strength, he could only stare at it in frustration.

That was even more cruel than just imprisoning him—it was psychological torture.

Velen followed Clinton’s gaze and looked at the black crystal embedded in the wall. His expression turned serious.

Although he wasn’t a forgemaster and didn’t recognize the material, the aura emanating from it was beyond this universe.

This black crystal was definitely made of some upper plane universe material!

"Don’t bother looking at it. The greater your hope, the greater your disappointment. This thing doesn’t exist in the Titan Galaxy. The more you try to break it, the more you’re falling into their trap!"

Seeing Velen staring at the black crystal, Clinton quickly warned him.

During his first hundred years of imprisonment, he had been obsessed with breaking free. He had wasted countless resources and energy, only to fail completely.

He had been a fool.

Velen had left a good impression on him. He didn’t want Velen to turn into a fool too.

But upon hearing this, Velen suddenly said:

"Maybe… I can try destroying it."

Clinton shook his head.

"Velen, I appreciate your optimism, but you should know that this black crystal was left by the Sunlord’s representative. If we could break it, they wouldn’t have just left it in plain sight."

But before he could finish speaking—

Velen had already activated the Eye of Annihilation!

If the system had given him this ability, then surely, it could destroy the black crystal!

With that thought, Velen poured nearly all of his mana into his pupils, unleashing a blinding annihilation beam toward the black crystal.

Wherever the black light passed, everything seemed to fade into nothingness.

As the destructive beam struck the black crystal, the entire wall it was embedded in vanished into thin air, as if it had never existed.

Clinton’s jaw nearly hit the floor.

For centuries, he had tried everything, failed repeatedly, and completely given up.

Yet this Expert Rank awakener had easily done what he never could?!

Something was definitely wrong here.

Clinton frantically touched the wall, trying to confirm that the black crystal was truly gone.

The moment he realized it was really destroyed, his heart raced, and he bolted toward the exit.

As Clinton crossed the seal, he felt utterly unreal.

He was really free.

The Sunlord’s representative’s seal had truly been broken—by Velen!