The Cang Dragon continent.
The black-white college.
The huge building complex stood against the mountain, Grand and magnificent.
The seven-colored holy light of the way of literature covered the sky of the Academy. It was dense like clouds.
There was also a huge Golden Dragon of literary fortune that was a million feet long shuttling through the seven-colored holy light.
Baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, it raised its head and roared. Its posture was majestic and full of elegance.
Anyone who saw such a magnificent scene could not help but sigh.
"It truly is worthy of being a place where the sage of the scholarly Dao visited. The black-white college truly is filled with a sea of literary aura and is brimming with hope!"
For the previous 30000-year-old celebration, Lin Xuan had first written four famous quotes for learning that had been sung for generations.
