"Shi Yi has appeared! The rumors were true. He entered the mountain gate in such magnificent fashion—astonishing!" Even the Clan Elders of some major tribes narrowed their eyes, their gazes flashing. The enormous Primordial Remnant's wings hung like clouds draped across the sky, stirring up terrifying gales that stung the faces of everyone on the ground. It quickly disappeared into the depths of Heaven Mending Pavilion's mountain gate, leaving tens of thousands of stunned youths behind.
Shi Yi was hailed as a godlike youth. From childhood, he had stood out from the crowd, surrounded by a divine halo. Ever since his birth, he had been like a blazing sun, illuminating boundless lands and leaving behind countless legends.
"Only the Ancient Holy Academy of Heaven Mending Pavilion could draw him here. This is sure to cause an enormous stir!" Everyone knew the news would soon spread far and wide, shaking the ancient kingdoms.
Many youths clenched their fists, their blood racing. The thought of cultivating alongside this godlike youth in the Ancient Pure Land—and having the chance to challenge him—filled them with excitement.
Decades from now, when they looked back, this might seem like an unimaginable honor: they had challenged a young supreme being, and they had been fellow disciples. If they ever mentioned it, it would be a badge of distinction.
"As long as you're strong enough and meet the age requirements, you too have a chance to enter the Holy Academy." The old man seated cross-legged before the mountain gate spoke, his whole body glowing and his voice rumbling like thunder.
Many youths grew excited, their blood surging. One by one, they stood full of fighting spirit, astonishing light shining in their eyes.
A group of clan elders sighed to themselves, looking at the children of their tribes and