In a void-like expanse of the cosmos, continent after continent floated through the empty space, each glittering with a peculiar light. Countless spiritual energies were sealed within those lands, and who knew how many heavenly materials and earthly treasures lay buried beneath them to nurture such precious grounds.
There were actually more than a hundred such continents throughout this entire space.
Upon one of those continents, within the Formation Eye of an array, Ye Xiwen sat cross-legged, his body rising and falling in the air.
Endless spiritual energy poured continuously into his body. It was far greater and faster than the spiritual energy he could absorb by burning Mystic Dans, and it was exceptionally pure. This place only opened once every several thousand years, and all the spiritual energy accumulated over those millennia would be expended during these ten years. One could imagine just how dense it was.
Ye Xiwen did not need to spend even a single Mystic Dan. Even if he cultivated without pause and absorbed spiritual energy frantically for all ten years, he could not possibly drain all the energy that had gathered across this entire continent over five thousand years.
He opened his mouth, and countless streams of spiritual energy surged toward it like a raging tide, gathering into his mouth like a whale drawing in water—vast and spectacular.
Ye Xiwen was secretly astonished. This was the place Nameless Dao Academy had prepared for its hundred-plus disciples. These continents alone must have cost an unimaginable fortune.
No wonder Jian Wuchen had said before that Nameless Dao Academy had spared no expense for these ten years. Not only had it opened its classics, it had even invited supreme experts to give lectures. No wonder all the major powers wanted to send people here for further study, even