On the Heavenly Academy's huge Sky-Patrolling Spiritual Ship stood all the young cultivators and warriors from all over the place who were here to participate in the academy exam.
Yes, there were some warriors among them.
In the long history of the continent, a few ultimate warrior masters had appeared, and their names were engraved in the history books. Once, an ultimate genius turned from a cultivator to a warrior and finally became the Lord of Emperor Warriors—he had come from Heavenly Academy.
Besides Jiang Xiaoyue, there were other demons who looked unlike normal humans; they traveled here from distant places to seek Dao.
All kinds of people could be seen here.
This was the Heavenly Academy.
A middle-aged man wearing a black robe stood on the deck in front of the crowd. His grey hair was coiled into a bun at the top of his head, pinned by a wooden pin, and he looked like a disheveled Daoist.
