When Shi Yi returned to Heavenfall Academy, the place was already bustling. Crowds surged about as everyone made their final preparations.
A great teaching like Heavenfall Academy had sent many disciples into Immortal Ancient over the generations. Each time, more than half became casualties. The competition was brutally fierce.
Thus, only some of the core disciples chose to participate. Once inside Immortal Ancient, life and death hung on a single thought. They might be riding high one moment and fall forlornly the next.
With separation by life and death looming, their friends and family naturally came to bid them farewell before their departure. Their elders carefully reminded them of everything they needed to watch for inside Immortal Ancient, hoping to improve their chances of survival.
Some went to compete for the final great fortune and seize a high ranking, while others sought as many cultivation resources as possible to strengthen themselves... Different levels meant different goals.
Many disciples who could not obtain jade tokens granting direct access to Immortal Ancient earned places to visit the Immortal Ancient Bud through successive rounds of selection in the Spirit Realm. Their goals fell into the latter category.
Their talent and resources were inferior to those of the core disciples. If they wanted to defy heaven and change their fate, they could only gamble with their lives.
Some bid farewell to their families and embarked on the journey with blazing eyes. Some parted from the women they loved to wage war in Immortal Ancient. Others drank heartily, clinking cups and refusing to leave until they were drunk...
Shi Yi watched it all expressionlessly. In that moment, many thoughts came to him. *Do not laugh if I lie drunk upon the battlefield; since ancient times, how many have returned from war? Those pitiful bones beside