In the heart of the Northern Desolate Continent stood Northern Desolate City, a magnificent metropolis outside the Northern Desolate Spirit Academy and the most prosperous city on the entire continent.
The foremost power within the Northern Desolate Continent was naturally the Northern Desolate Spirit Academy, which held an exalted position. As one of its few gateways to the outside world, Northern Desolate City naturally attracted countless merchants and powerful cultivators.
Looking down upon Northern Desolate City from the sky, one could see crowds flowing through its four gates. Aside from merchants and mercenaries, the most conspicuous sight was the many young men and women in the city whose auras were far from weak.
These young men and women still bore traces of immaturity and lacked experience, yet most possessed considerable strength. At the very least, it was rare to see so many young people with such formidable auras elsewhere on the Northern Desolate Continent.
Most of these youths shared similar traits, and some even wore similar attire. They clearly came from the same faction: the Northern Desolate Spirit Academy, the transcendent foremost power of the Northern Desolate Continent.
"Northern Desolate City, Northern Desolate Spirit Academy... So many years have passed in the blink of an eye. Come to think of it, I've never actually visited the Northern Desolate Spirit Academy."
Yan Qingshan walked slowly amid the crowd, his gaze sweeping over streets that stirred old memories. An unconscious smile rose to his lips.
A small place like the Northern Desolate Continent would ordinarily never draw the attention of someone at his level. Yet several decades ago, he had indeed come here once. He had passed through Northern Desolate City with Qing Yanjing, the mother of that foolish son of his, and visited White Dragon Hill.
His gains at White Dragon