Chapter 400: A Soul Clan Dou Saint Appears
After obliterating Bone Ghost, Yao Lao lowered his gaze to the blood-soaked Starfall Pavilion. His eyes gleamed coldly. With a casual clench of his fist, a matchless wave of power erupted.
Including the Three Heaven Venerates, nearly all Soul Hall and Heavenly Nether Sect powerhouses were reduced to blood mist in an instant!
Witnessing this terrifying display, distant spectators gasped in shock.
"He skipped the Half-Saint realm entirely… and directly advanced to Dou Saint?!"
Everyone exchanged stunned glances, unable to comprehend how such a thing was even possible.
Dou Saint!
Two simple words, yet they exploded in the hearts of all present like a deafening thunderclap.
For a moment, it felt like even their Dou Qi had stopped flowing. All they could do was gape blankly at the robed figure floating high above—Yao Chen, standing with hands behind his back, robes fluttering in the wind.
"Starfall Pavilion is about to rise…"
Those with keen insight could feel their throats dry. A Dou Saint had emerged from Starfall Pavilion—this bombshell of news would soon sweep across the entire Central Plains like a hurricane. The sect's reputation and strength were sure to skyrocket in a short time.
Soul Hall might be terrifying, but with a Dou Saint in its ranks, Starfall Pavilion was no longer a place they could destroy at whim. And most crucially—this Dou Saint was also the continent's number one alchemist, a position whose influence was simply unrivaled.
Back atop the mountain, Xiao Yuan and Xiao Yan no longer needed to rely on secret techniques to forcefully raise their strength. After taking recovery pills, joy lit their faces. Yao Lao's breakthrough to Dou Saint wasn't just a relief—it still felt almost unreal, despite being a result of their planning.
Wind Venerable was full of pride and relief. Seeing his old friend achieve the Dou Saint realm filled him with joy.
Heavenly Flame Venerable, meanwhile, looked somewhat conflicted. Though he'd known of Xiao Yuan's plan, the fact that the young man had actually pulled it off still stunned him.
A Dou Saint…
That was a realm he had dreamed of for a lifetime.
But just then—a sudden change occurred.
Next to Yao Lao, space violently distorted. From within the rift, a withered, jet-black arm shot out like lightning!
"A Soul Clan Dou Saint? Finally showing yourself, are you?"
Yao Lao didn't seem surprised. His pupils contracted sharply.
The arm was like dried bark stretched over bone, with sinister black markings etched into its flesh. Its mere presence dimmed the light around them and exuded a pull—as if it could drag one's soul away.
Yao Lao's face turned grim. Compressing his Bone Spirit Cold Flame to its limit, he merged it with his soul power and Dou Qi, forming a blazing white fist—then hurled it forward.
Boom!
The bone-white flame-cloaked fist collided with the black one in midair!
The impact triggered a terrifying energy storm. Within a hundred meters, space itself collapsed under the shock.
Thud! Thud!
Yao Lao staggered back dozens of steps before steadying himself. He glared coldly at the withered arm, now sheathed in frost—and beneath the ice, burning with intense heat.
"Hmph… we let you escape, and you broke through to Dou Saint? Soul Hall was careless. But don't think we fear you. We'll meet again—and next time, you'll die!"
The voice from the rift was cold, ancient, and sharp.
Yao Lao sneered. "Next time, you'll be lucky if you can even defeat my disciple."
The black hand recoiled into the rift. In its place, a surge of black Qi poured out. Then the rift rapidly closed and vanished.
Yao Lao's expression remained icy. He narrowed his eyes at the vanished portal.
That Soul Clan expert had been able to penetrate Star Pavilion's sealed space. Even for a Dou Saint, that was no small feat.
"That man… at least a peak one-star Dou Saint. Perhaps even the so-called Grand Heaven Venerate."
Yao Lao wasn't certain. He himself had only just become a one-star Dou Saint. He might not match a peak one-star Saint, but with his high-level soul strength and Bone Spirit Cold Flame, he wouldn't lose easily either.
He withdrew his gaze, glanced briefly at the onlookers, and then turned to join Xiao Yuan and Xiao Yan. Upon seeing the devastation within the Star Realm, his brow furrowed slightly. They had repelled Soul Hall and the Heavenly Nether Sect, but losses had still been sustained.
"Soul Hall is tricky. But as for Heavenly Nether Sect… once I recover, I will wipe them out."
His tone was cold, filled with barely restrained killing intent.
"You two made this possible. Without your help, I couldn't have regained my peak—much less reached Dou Saint."
Yao Lao smiled, deeply gratified.
"Old man, congratulations!"
Wind Venerable flew over and cupped his hands respectfully.
Yao Lao nodded with a faint smile. "Let's focus on cleaning up for now. Soul Hall won't dare to strike again so easily."
Wind Venerable agreed. With a Dou Saint holding the fort, Soul Hall would think twice before acting. Dou Saints couldn't be summoned at will—not even by Soul Hall.
"Many eyes watched today's battle. Soon, news of your breakthrough will spread through the Central Plains. This is our chance—your presence, coupled with your title as the number one alchemist, will attract powerful allies we couldn't recruit before."
Yao Lao nodded again. Starfall Pavilion had always lacked foundation. Though one of the Four Pavilions, it was the youngest. Now with him as a Dou Saint, they still needed more elite powerhouses.
But his dual identity—Dou Saint and the continent's foremost alchemist—was the perfect lure.
As expected, peace gradually returned to the Star Realm. But outside, the continent reeled.
Starfall Pavilion had birthed a Dou Saint.
Not even the famed Pill Tower had one!
With such strength and reputation combined, the pavilion's prestige soared. And when people learned this Dou Saint was also the number one alchemist, the news exploded like wildfire.
Soon, every day, leaders and veterans of countless factions came knocking.
Former allies who had once refused offers of guest elder status now accepted eagerly.
Yet even then, Starfall Pavilion only offered temporary guest elder positions—with limited authority.
No one dared complain.
Who would dare disrespect a Dou Saint alchemist?
Joining Starfall Pavilion, even as a minor elder, meant riding a rising tide.
During this influx, Xiao Yan avoided all the socializing and retreated to secluded training.
Xiao Yuan, overwhelmed by daily meetings, eventually did the same.
Yao Lao showed his face briefly, then vanished to focus on stabilizing his realm.
No one thought this rude—a Dou Saint needn't explain himself.
Wind Venerable, though once again burdened, was aided greatly by Cai Lin. As the Pavilion Lord's wife and a powerful Dou Zun, her competence earned admiration.
Three months later, inside Xiao Yuan's secluded chamber, space rippled and split open.
A large, muscular figure emerged—a familiar face.
Hei Qing, from the ancient Taixu Dragon Clan!
"Senior Hei Qing? What brings you—did something happen to Zi Yan?"
Xiao Yuan had just been preparing to refine pills. Alarmed, he put everything away and stood up.
"You guessed it!"
Hei Qing's face turned grave. "Thank heavens Zi Yan left a Dragon Mark on you. Otherwise, I'd have wasted days looking. This is serious—if you're not busy, come with me. Now!"
"I'll leave word with Cai Lin and bring one more person. Just a moment."
Xiao Yuan instantly deduced that the issue must involve the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit. And because the Taixu Dragon Clan resided in spatial realms, the flame seed he'd left on Zi Yan couldn't transmit signals.
He told Cai Lin everything and took Qing Lin with him—planning to finally solve the ancient Heavenly Serpent problem too.
Within the silver-lit spatial corridor built by the dragons, the trio sped forward.
"Impressive. To build such a long-range corridor alone… Only the Taixu Dragons could do this."
Xiao Yuan marveled at the space power involved—far beyond ordinary Dou Zuns.
But Hei Qing said nothing, his expression somber. Xiao Yuan and Qing Lin exchanged glances and kept quiet.
Half an hour later, Hei Qing slowed.
At the corridor's end, a silver vortex appeared.
They had arrived.
With a flicker of light, the three vanished into the circle.
(END CHAPTER)
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