The Nameless Dao Academy was considered the most miraculous place in the Mystic Realm, having nurtured generation after generation of masters.
To put it plainly, more than half of the great and small factions in the Mystic Realm traced their origins back to the Nameless Dao Academy. It could truly be said that all martial arts under heaven came from the Nameless.
Though it was called Nameless, it was also the most renowned holy land of martial arts.
Every opening of the Nameless Dao Academy was an earth-shaking event.
Around the Nameless Dao Academy stood four ancient cities. Whenever the academy opened, far more than just those hundred disciples came. Countless experts arrived, and even famous elders and great figures came in person, hoping to obtain something.
Yet they could not enter the Nameless Dao Academy, and over time, the four great ancient cities came into being.
Whenever the Nameless Dao Academy opened, these four great ancient cities would also reopen, once again becoming bustling with voices. Moreover, none of those coming and going were ordinary people; all were supreme experts.
This time was no exception. Though the Nameless Dao Academy had yet to open, the four great ancient cities were already packed to the brim and buzzing with activity.
As Ye Xiwen gazed at the southern city's walls close at hand, he could not help letting out a breath of relief. After leaving the Lava Dimension, he had followed the direction of the Nameless Dao Academy, yet along the way, he had encountered more than one assassination attempt.
Time and again, he had narrowly escaped death.
Though he considered himself no pushover among his peers, even if he was not invincible, he could not simply be kneaded at will. But if he encountered old monsters who had cultivated for