Legend has it that in the previous era, the universe consisted of only one plane, with the endless starry sky as one.
However, something unknown happened, and a powerful being divided the universe into four levels of planes, leaving the primordial beings who could not cultivate in the mortal planes.
The slightly stronger ones are placed in the Xuan-level plane.
A pillar-level existence, placed in the Earth-level plane.
The strongest beings are all placed in the Heavenly Rank plane.
In order to protect the weak in the vast universe and give them a chance to grow, the powerful beings restricted beings from entering lower-level planes to prevent the weak from being massacred.
The mortal plane is also known as the mortal realm.
The Xuan-level plane, also known as the Xuanling Realm.
Earth-level planes, also known as the Immortal Realm.
The Celestial Plane, also known as the Celestial Realm or simply the Celestial Realm.
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The Immortal Realm, the Academy of All Heavens.
Today is another annual admissions day, and the magnificent college gate is packed with people.
Countless young men and women eagerly signed up, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.
However, inside the academy's main gate, a group of students responsible for admissions were discussing something completely unrelated to admissions.
"Have you heard? The academy's experts have discovered two prodigies in the mortal plane."
"Really? How could there be two prodigies in a mortal plane? Where did you hear that?"
"You all don't know this, do you? Since ancient times, most prodigies have appeared in mortal and profound planes. This is because most children in our Earthly Immortal Realm are born at the Butterfly Transformation Realm and have no chance to undergo another transformation at the Metamorphosis Realm. It's better to go to the lower realm. Although the starting point is low, you can start over."
"Haha, I've heard many people say that beings in the lower realm envy beings in the upper realm. This is the first time I've heard people in the upper realm say they envy beings in the lower realm."
"If you ask me, the lower realm is full of self-important natives. What's so great about them? Last time, there was a guy who was brought up here. He thought he was very powerful, but I slapped him half to death."
"That's right. The beings of the lower realms aren't even worthy of carrying our shoes. They only have the advantage of being able to start cultivating from the Primal Level, which gives them the chance to become prodigies. And if any prodigies from the lower realms came in front of me, I'd slap them all!"
"Haha, don't end up getting slapped across the face by them. At the same level, you're just a pushover!"
A group of students were laughing and joking around. They were all quite young, around seventeen or eighteen years old.
But at this age, their aura has already far surpassed that of the Butterfly Transformation Realm.
However, because the Earthly Immortal Realm is of a very high level and its space is very stable, although they are powerful, they are still unable to fly or escape into the earth.
"Shut up!" a young man suddenly said.
Everyone instinctively stopped talking and looked at the young man.
The young man radiated light, possessing a noble air and a profound, unfathomable aura. His mere presence seemed to merge with the heavens and earth; he was the most radiant person, overshadowing the light of everyone around him.
Indeed, that was the case; the light emanating from him was so intense that it was almost blinding.
All the students knew that this young man was the senior disciple of this year's academy, the God of Light, a primordial being!
Seeing that everyone had stopped talking and were looking at him with awe, the Light God Child coldly said, "A bunch of useless trash. I told you to maintain discipline, what were you all doing?"
Everyone was angry but dared not speak out. Knowing their senior brother's temperament, they knew that the best thing to do at this time was to keep quiet.
The God of Light continued, "This time, I, the senior brother, will personally oversee the admissions process. Begin the assessments immediately, and don't let me see anyone trying to pull any tricks."
"Yes, Senior Brother!"
"Let's begin right away!"
All the students hurriedly responded and then dispersed.
"A bunch of trash, they never cultivate, all they do is gossip. If you ask me, this kind of trash shouldn't have been admitted at all. The academy isn't a garbage dump!" Light God muttered expressionlessly.
However, although the voice of the God of Light was soft, almost everyone heard it.
Those students clenched their fists secretly, cursing in their hearts, "Do you think everyone is born into the Immortal Realm like you?"
With his immense power, the Light God could easily sense the emotional fluctuations of all the students, but he didn't care.
They're just a bunch of trash, why should I care?
Just then, the sky outside the academy gates began to churn with clouds.
Everyone looked up in surprise, only to see white clouds rolling in the sky, and a sense of oppression approaching from afar.
The Light God's pupils contracted, and he looked up.
"call out!"
A streak of light shot from the distant horizon, slowing down as it approached the academy gate, transforming into a beautiful woman in white.
Everyone in front of the academy was so overwhelmed by the terrifying, oppressive aura that they almost knelt down, and this was only the aura that the woman had unintentionally released.
The students of the Zhutian Academy all looked surprised when they saw the woman in white.
"Vice Dean?"
"The vice president is back?"
"The vice president actually came back alive?"
The trainees all looked pleasantly surprised.
"snort!"
However, when the God of Light saw this, he snorted coldly, seemingly disdainful.
The woman in white was about to enter the academy when she heard the cold snort. Her delicate brows furrowed, and she looked at the Light God with indifferent eyes: "Light God, it seems you don't want to see this vice dean return alive?"
"I wouldn't dare." The God of Light said he wouldn't dare, but his face still showed disdain.
"Then what do you mean?" the woman in white snapped.
The God of Light said calmly, "I just felt that someone was putting on an act, and I didn't like it. If you're going to come back, then come back. Why make such a big fuss, as if you want to tell the enemy that you're still alive?"
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