Chapter 449: Qingyun, You Will Preside Over the Examination

On the blue-brick platform, people were discussing loudly, and those eliminated from the town were glancing around, chatting among themselves.

Since they were eliminated but not expelled from the Immortal Realm, perhaps there was still a chance to stay—even if not in Jixia Academy, remaining in the Immortal Realm wasn’t bad; the spiritual energy here was thick, cultivation was twice as effective.

Even if they couldn’t stay, this was still a good opportunity to learn about the Initial World and Jixia Academy; among the eliminated were people from the Initial World, and gathering more information couldn’t hurt.

Some simply accepted their fate: eliminated was eliminated, but at least they’d come here and seen something, giving them something to boast about when they returned—posting on Weibo was perfect.

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On the highest immortal mountain.

A majestic immortal palace.

Kamikawa Mitsu manifested as a figure clad in white-gray robes, wreathed in radiant light, his age and features obscured, gazing toward the blue-brick platform atop the distant green peak; within his eyes, myriad phenomena shifted, revealing the myriad expressions of thousands within.

He waved his hand.

Virtual characters from the script appeared before him—several figures, each vigorous and striking, male and female, young in age but formidable in cultivation.

At the forefront stood a young man, tall and slender, his blood and qi like a coiling dragon; he stood as immovable as a divine mountain, his aura intimidating, his starlit eyes brilliant, radiating sharpness yet concealing its edge—truly extraordinary.

“Qingyun, you will preside over the examination.”

The star-eyed youth bowed swiftly.

“Qingyun humbly obeys the Supreme Edict.”

From start to finish, these youths dared not look directly at the white-gray-robed figure atop the palace—he was a being beyond their capacity to gaze upon, even as students of Jixia Academy.

Yet someone could not resist curiosity, wondering which mythic figure currently governed Jixia Academy.

In Kamikawa Mitsu’s fabricated memories, they knew only that Jixia Academy was founded by Chinese mythology alongside other mythologies, but who led it remained unknown—only that it was a Supreme One.

A mere glimmer of his gaze froze them.

The white-gray-robed figure’s eyes were half-open, half-closed, within which the Three Thousand Realms subtly revolved.

His entire aura breathed like a profound abyss, surging like tides at times, and when he exhaled, beams of primordial light—like those of heaven and earth’s first opening—spewed from his nostrils.

Within them faintly hung a reversed galaxy, dazzling and vast, stretching as if across several worlds.

When he inhaled, the dreamlike galaxy retracted, and a soft light sank into his nine orifices; the boundless aura vanished from the chamber.

Each breath opened and closed heaven and earth, as if the river of time itself manifested.

Only a Supreme Being could possess such an aura.

Qingyun departed with his group.

“Supreme One? Perhaps soon, after this script concludes.”

Kamikawa Mitsu sighed, brushed his blue robe, and rose slowly.

His current identity was Dean of Jixia Academy—a mysterious Supreme One, whose true identity no one knew.

He glanced at the platform, his gaze settling on several figures, nodding in satisfaction.

“All the effort I put into shaping the Twenty-Eight Mansions wasn’t wasted—you all passed. Hmm, Aitú and the other six passed too? Good, good.”

The six of Aitú were the six divine demons who had retrieved the undying corpses from the mysterious mist of Yin Earth.

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The green peak was wreathed in mist.

On the blue-brick platform, many stared in rapture at the primordial marshland before them.

This was true Immortal Realm ambiance.

Notably, a peculiar situation emerged on the platform.

Those from other worlds remained humble, especially when their eyes fell upon the ordinary mortals they once regarded as mere ants—they instinctively retreated.

From their conversations, they learned these mortals hailed from the Initial World—a supreme, radiant realm, the mainstream of the River of Time.

Though these mortals possessed no cultivation, their innate talent was simply unparalleled—not one was weak; in their own worlds, they would be hailed as prodigies, geniuses.

But what truly made them retreat wasn’t their talent—no matter how gifted, weakness was weakness, easily crushed.

No one dared crush these mortals, even knowing their talent made them fierce competitors for this opportunity.

The reason was simple: these mortals came from the Initial World, where divine demons fiercely protected their own; if one killed an Initial Worlder, even if Jixia Academy did nothing, other divine demons from the Initial World would not let it pass.

Moreover,

Listening to the Initial Worlders converse, they grew increasingly stunned.

Babylonian gods besieged, a Supreme One emerged, undying ones fell, millions of divine demons clashed—what kind of terrifying world was this?

Were divine demons so cheap?

One battle would shake the River of Time, with combat routinely waged across its currents—unbelievable.

In truth, most were now awestruck.

So this world truly existed—so immensely powerful.

At that moment,

A golden giant bird emerged in the distance, its wings flapping to blot out the sun, roaring as it crossed the boundless void.

Countless people were utterly horrified.

Someone blurted out: “That’s the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird?!”

“The ancient ferocious bird, the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird—here? And it seems wild?”

The Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird, anywhere in any world, was among the most supreme ferocious beasts; such a creature was born a divine demon, its bloodline terrifyingly supreme, an ancient ferocious bird.

Even from afar, it induced trembling.

Yet some were unafraid, admiring the beauty of the ancient ferocious bird.

Below,

In the distant boundless wasteland, ancient ferocious breeds surged periodically—each one pure-blooded, primordial lineage.

Occasionally, they even glimpsed beasts only recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, like Zhu Yan.

“How ancient is this world? How could so many extinct primordial and ancient ferocious breeds still exist?”

A divine demon from the Three Thousand Great Realms exclaimed.

Another Earthling couldn’t help interjecting:

“Perhaps this is a fragment of the Primordial Age, repurposed as Jixia Academy’s realm.”

The seasoned cultivators and divine demons exchanged glances, then smiled and offered a vial of pills.

“Young brother, could you kindly explain this for us?”

The divine demon from the Three Thousand Great Realms smiled, showing not a trace of arrogance.

In the past, he would never have treated an ordinary mortal this way—but times had changed; in a place like this, gaining knowledge was always better.

The Earthling, though pretending modesty, immediately pocketed the pills, cleared his throat, and said:

“You might not know, but my Initial World today is actually quite small—perhaps less than one-thousandth the size of your worlds—but my world is the oldest in all the heavens, the first to be born. You’re probably wondering—”

“How could such a small world produce so many divine demons, immortals, undying, supreme beings, even no shortage of Supremes? That’s because the Initial World wasn’t always like this…”

As this man explained, the divine demons present stared in stunned silence.

Shattered the world? A first sacred spirit born a Supreme One?! My god, am I dreaming?

Meanwhile, on the blue-brick platform, spirits either marveled at this realm, or at the terror of the Initial World, or had already started livestreaming—since they had nothing else to do and their phones still had signal, why not earn some extra cash?

A series of thunderous roars echoed through eternity.

Then, before the eyes of countless beings across the globe, ancient peaks descended upon the sky between the green peak and the highest immortal mountain.

The peaks connected one after another—nine in total.

Each peak bore a platform, forming a nine-tiered staircase, built upon mountains as foundations, leading toward the highest immortal mountain.

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