When those people were taken away, it was done using special methods to bring them directly back to the Firmament Academy.
The academy in an era when cultivation and the pursuit of the Dao were at their peak, the appearance of such an institution, possessing such extraordinary status and influence among a myriad of intersecting sects might seem a bit abrupt.
In truth, it was not abrupt at all.
In the vast universe of heavens, myriads of realms, and countless planes, wherever there is vibrant life, there will always be one or two special places.
The academy is precisely that kind of special place.
In every plane, every world, and every continent, there is only one such academy. Its status is extraordinary, and its purpose requires no deep thought: naturally, it is to cultivate the finest cultivators.
To what end? To better master one’s own destiny.
The strong look down, the weak are bullied this is the most normal thing in existence. If one does not want to be bullied, one must continually and unceasingly grow stronger, or else completely sink into drifting duckweed and live out an ordinary, mediocre life.
Such is life. To not advance is to fall back; to swim against the current or let it carry you the choice is determined by the heart. Once a choice is made, one must not regret it.
“How on earth did you provoke that Exalted One? That Exalted One rarely descends to the mortal continents casually, yet he actually appeared on the Misty Continent.” After the formation’s light faded away, the true form of that figure was already standing outside the array.
Before Mo Feixi, Lan Muzui, and the others could recover their wits, a wave of sternly phrased words washed over them. It was not laden with an intense sense of interrogation, but rather carried genuine incomprehension as to why someone in that Exalted One’s position would bother bickering with these juniors.
“Thank you, Senior, for saving us.” Led by Mo Feixi and Lan Muzui, the group having finally regulated their breathing and stabilized their stances still felt a stifling chest tightness and discomfort, yet they knew they had nearly…
They dared not think any further.
It seemed that in the future, their actions needed to be much more cautious. This time, they had indeed been overly arrogant and impulsive.
Heroic and extraordinary, with an aura of superior grace, Mo Feixi carried a dark and cautious expression between his brows. He… had never felt so powerless before.
He had still thought too simply of things and had overestimated himself.
Had it not been for the power within his spiritual consciousness supporting him, when facing that mysterious senior, he would not even have been able to utter a sound especially when that mysterious senior directly exerted pressure upon them.
Yet… why had he never heard of or witnessed such an existence before? Or was it that his previous level was still not high enough, not qualified enough, and thus in the place where he used to live, there was simply no news or legend regarding that mysterious senior?
He could no longer act recklessly or impulsively from now on.
He had originally thought that using his own techniques to seal that dragon clan member would be sufficient, never expecting that it would provoke such an existence.
It seemed that remaining too smooth-sailing and unobstructed on that imprisoned continent had lowered his vigilance, and that was completely unacceptable.
“It is also because you possess the qualifications for an old man like me to save you, and due to your own karmic ties; otherwise, this old man would not be so kind-hearted. Since you have already appeared on the Firmament Continent, the academy’s instructing teachers will now test you next. Hopefully, you can achieve astonishing results, so as not to waste this old man’s efforts in confronting that Exalted One on your behalf.” Though calling himself an old man, he was actually a handsome man with a youthful face and hair as white as crane feathers.
Surrounded by a profound and wondrous aura, a single glance was enough to reveal that he was a mighty powerhouse.
“Thank you, Senior, for your trouble.” The exceptionally handsome Lan Muzui also spoke his gratitude with utmost sincerity.
“Knowing that this old man has gone to trouble on your behalf is enough. In the future… in the future, if you ever encounter that Exalted One again, remember to stay far away from him.” Thinking of that Exalted One’s temperament, it was utterly unfathomable.
Thus, offering this reminder was definitely the right course of action.
“We understand.” Even someone as powerful as the senior before them had to respectfully address him as “Exalted One,” and his tone and demeanor revealed deep apprehension and… awe. They were not tactless people; the other party’s background must be unimaginably massive.
So massive that even an academy senior had to treat him with the utmost caution.