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Under countless stunned and reverent gazes, a vast sea of fire surged violently from the depths of the Star Realm, sweeping across the heavens like a tidal wave until it nearly covered the entire sky.
The flames roared and churned before slowly parting, forming a path of fire. Within that fiery passage, a figure dressed in black slowly stepped through the flames, emerging under the eyes of all present.
"Xiao Yan!"
"It's Young Pavilion Master Xiao! He's out!"
"Young Pavilion Master Xiao has become a Dou Sheng!"
The Star Realm instantly exploded with cheers. The disciples of Falling Star Pavilion trembled with excitement, their faces filled with ecstasy and fanatic admiration. From today onward, Falling Star Pavilion gains another Dou Sheng.
A Dou Sheng. A true Saint.
"One sect, three Dou Sheng. That old fox really makes others jealous." Feng Zun Zhe stroked his beard, shaking his head with a sigh.
"Who says not?" Tian Huo Zun Zhe also sighed, expression full of complicated emotion.
Yao Chen… his luck was simply too good.
One sect, three Dou Shengs, and all of them were alchemists. Saying it aloud was enough to make countless people choke with jealousy. It truly sounded absurd, as if the heavens favored them alone. Even those inside Falling Star Pavilion found it unbelievable and envy-inducing.
As for outsiders? Their envy could drown mountains.
Tie Jian Zun Zhe stood tall like a sharpened blade, forcing a stiff smile as he spoke: "Who would've ever thought that from a small backwater empire in the Northwestern Region, two young men would rise and reach such a height in under twenty years?"
"Yeah… who could have imagined?" Feng Zun Zhe and Tian Huo Zun Zhe exchanged a look and shook their heads again. Even calling it a miracle seemed insufficient.
"The Bodhisattva Heart… is it truly such a heaven-defying thing?"
Down below, Xiao Xiao excitedly grabbed Wei Shuo's hand and shouted: "Daddy! It's daddy!"
"Uncle Xiao!" Wei Shuo bounced happily, waving both arms.
"Uncle Xiao became a Dou Sheng… he feels so strong!" Wei Ye watched with admiration shining in his eyes.
Across the Star Realm, all disciples and elders of Falling Star Pavilion erupted in unified celebration. Countless burning, reverent, and worshipful gazes locked onto the figure walking out of the flames.
Under such terrifying pressure, even Dou Zun experts felt their hearts tremble uncontrollably. This aura—compared to a Ban Sheng—was multiple times stronger. Ban Sheng and Dou Sheng. Just one word different, yet the gap between them was massive.
Although Ban Shengs could also be addressed as Saints and possessed strength surpassing even a peak Dou Zun, strictly speaking—they were false Saints. Low, Middle, High—no matter the level, Ban Shengs were still Quasi-Saints.
Only those who truly crossed that final threshold and reached the One-Star realm could be considered a true Saint. The difficulty between each stage of Ban Sheng was immense. Many Ban Shengs could spend decades without taking even a single step forward.
From that alone, one could imagine the enormous gap between a One-Star Dou Sheng and a Ban Sheng. Xiao Yan stood high above the sky, clenching his fists as he silently felt the tremendous power flowing within him.
Dou Sheng. So this… was the power of a Dou Sheng?
"After fighting and enduring for so many years, I've finally reached this point… finally stepped into the ranks of the true apex of the continent."
A moment later, he slowly steadied his emotions. With a sweep of his sleeve, a terrifying fluctuation burst outward.
In the next instant, the sea of fire surged and poured into his body like a living tide. When the flames disappeared, Xiao Yan lowered his gaze toward Wei Yang. In his eyes burned heat… and a fierce eagerness to fight.
Wei Yang gently lifted a brow.
"Senior brother, will you fight me in the depths of the void?" Xiao Yan asked seriously.
Wei Yang fell silent.
The sky cleared, the rain stopped, and this brat now felt invincible again. Just after stepping into Peak One-Star Dou Sheng, and already he wanted to spar?
Off to the side, Yao Lao couldn't help laughing. He shook his head and said: "Xiao Yan, you still aren't your senior brother's opponent."
"Come on, it's just sparring." Xiao Yan licked his lips, eyes full of anticipation: "Now that I've become a Dou Sheng, I want to see the gap between me and senior brother."
After speaking, he stared straight at Wei Yang.
"You brat." Wei Yang sighed helplessly.
Then his figure flickered and shot upward—not stopping beside Xiao Yan, but directly passing him as he continued rising higher into the sky. Very soon, Wei Yang's figure swept past the boundaries of the Star Realm and disappeared.
"Follow me."
Only a calm lingering voice echoed faintly through the void.
"Hehe."
Xiao Yan grinned, and with a flash of movement, his figure vanished from the Star Realm as well. To a Dou Sheng, this naturally-formed Star Realm and its so-called great defensive formation were basically meaningless. It might as well not exist—coming and going was as casual as breathing.
Below, Yao Lao sighed while stroking his beard: "Hmm… it seems it's time to reinforce the Star Realm's defenses. Otherwise, any Dou Sheng will stroll in whenever they please."
Perfect timing. Two disciples had now become Dou Shengs. Might as well drag them into hard labor for a few days and build a stable space formation together. If he had to do this enormous project alone with his old bones, he'd probably collapse halfway.
With that thought, his figure flickered and vanished as well.
"Let's go take a look. I want to see how strong those two little brats have become."
Seeing the master and his disciples disappear one after another, Feng Zun Zhe and the others exchanged looks.
"Going or not?" Tian Huo Zun Zhe asked.
"Go. Of course go. Missing a fight like this would be a crime." Feng Zun Zhe replied.
"Move." Tie Jian Zun Zhe didn't waste a single word.
His body blurred and he shot toward the exit of the Star Realm. Behind him, Feng Zun Zhe and Tian Huo Zun Zhe quickly followed.
Thanks to Yao Lao's resources and countless rare pills over the years, the two had already reached Nine-Star Dou Zun, a level that could be considered extremely strong in the current continent.
Soon after, Xian'er, Qing Lin, Medusa, Ah Da, and others also moved, eager to witness a true Dou Sheng-level battle with their own eyes.
"And us! Mother!"
"We want to go too! Take us!"
"Mom, bring us with you!"
The three little ones panicked instantly and yelled one after another.
Xian'er couldn't help laughing softly. She turned her head slightly and waved her hand. With a gentle pull of spatial force, the three children were lifted into her grasp.
"You three little troublemakers only know how to chase excitement."
With a sweep of her sleeve, she carried them and took off. Below, many elders and disciples of Falling Star Pavilion exchanged helpless looks. They wanted to go too—but could only sigh.
Forget keeping up, at their level they probably wouldn't even understand what they were looking at. Without even reaching Dou Zun, attempting to watch a Dou Sheng battle was just wishful thinking.
Above the Star Realm, tens of thousands of meters in the sky—
Clouds vanished long ago. Wherever one looked, the world was barren and empty. The light dimmed, as if even sunlight could not penetrate this altitude. Endless darkness stretched deep into the void.
Empty, lonely, desolate, cold—these defined this place. Those without sufficient strength wouldn't dare step foot here. Lingering in such an environment too long could twist perception—making direction meaningless. Up, down, left, right… everything blurred into disorienting emptiness.
Go too deep… and one might never return.
At a certain moment—
Swish!
Space twisted slightly, and Wei Yang appeared like a shadow stepping out of the void, black robe loose and fluttering. His gaze swept the surroundings, and he nodded with satisfaction. Clearly, this environment was perfect. Here, he didn't need to hold back.
No need to worry about destruction. A Dou Sheng—every movement could destroy worlds.
A medium-sized city meant nothing. With a flip of the hand, it could be erased. Their destructive capability was terrifying. So normally, Wei Yang made sure to restrain himself, never releasing even a hint of his true aura.
His gaze shifted.
Swish!
From another space ripple, Xiao Yan stepped out slowly.
"Senior brother, please teach me!"
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