At this moment, Shi Yi could still turn back. If he wished, he could leave immediately, because he had not truly entered the Ancient Sacred Academy yet.
The stone wall the Pavilion Master had opened was merely a gateway that allowed him to set foot on the path. To enter the Sacred Academy, he had to break through layer upon layer of obstacles and reach the road's end.
Shi Yi had long awaited this day. Naturally, he would not give up halfway.
He turned around, his eyes gleaming, and looked into the unknown depths of chaos before stepping firmly onto the path ahead.
Throughout history, some beings had embarked on this road but failed to enter the Ancient Sacred Academy. There was only one reason: they had lacked the strength and been barred outside.
That problem did not exist for Shi Yi. In the Blood Tempering, Cave Heaven, and Spirit Transformation realms, he had achieved feats beyond imagination, obtaining terrifying dao fruits that could only be called heaven-defying. Now, his strength was immeasurable. Cultivators of the same realm could only gaze up at his retreating back.
He covered several paces with each stride, advancing briskly along the stone-paved road. For Shi Yi, the sooner he entered, the better. It would save him a great deal of time.
He was now eleven years and nine months old, and the Hundred Broken Mountains would open in a little over a year. Time was tight. If he spent too long in the Ancient Sacred Academy, he might well miss the journey to the Hundred Broken Mountains.
After all, the Shi Yi of the original story had formally entered the Ancient Sacred Academy only after returning from the Hundred Broken Mountains, and he had spent a full three years inside before emerging.
Without question,