Lingyun Academy.
Central Lecture Hall.
"All right, that's it for today. Class dismissed."
Su Nan checked the time and concluded today's lecture.
Long after she had left, the lecture hall remained deathly silent. Everyone stared blankly at the glowing screens floating above the podium, which displayed countless complex images, words, and data.
An ordinary cultivator would have been dazzled after just one glance. Even some of Lingyun Academy's lecturers and scholars who had come drawn by her reputation could not help feeling dizzy.
This had already surpassed the boundaries of their knowledge.
Only a very small number of listeners had sunk into thought. They were the ones who had truly understood Su Nan's lesson.
The cultivation systems possessed by civilizations that had long vanished, the fantasy civilizations they had created—this was the main attraction of the lecture hall.
Clatter.
A pen fell to the floor, breaking the silence, and only then did the noise gradually rise.
"Hey, did you understand any of it?"
"No. Even though I didn't understand it, I was deeply shaken."
"Don't be so discouraged. Look at all those seniors around us—not many of them understood it all either."
"I have a question. Why were those ancient cultivation races so powerful, yet in the end left behind so few traces? Why did they all wither away completely?"
"Who knows? Maybe they encountered some kind of natural disaster..."
All sorts of discussions filled the lecture hall.
Su Nan's lessons were indeed complicated and difficult to understand, but every time she taught, she proceeded from the surface to the depths.
In other words, even if they could not make sense of what came later, they could still understand at least part of what came before.
This was of immense help to both their cultivation and the tempering of their