This was a monk, and his beard was remarkably long — fully three meters, longer than his own height. Yet the beard did not touch the ground. Instead, it drifted through the air as though moved by an invisible wind.
And if one looked closely, streaks of starlight flickered around his body, as though countless stars were revolving around him.
Anyone with even a sliver of knowledge knew that this monk was no simple character. In the entire Ancestral Martial Star Domain, he was a figure of tremendous stature.
He went by a nickname — the Star Saint Monk.
The Star Saint Monk was one of the most powerful Spirit World Masters in the entire Ancestral Martial Star Domain.
Moreover, he had exchanged blows in the art of formations with many opponents and had never once tasted defeat. Apart from Master Liangqiu, there seemed to be no one who could stand against him.
Thus, some believed that the Star Saint Monk was the most powerful Spirit World Master in the Ancestral Martial Star Domain after Master Liangqiu.
In terms of barrier arts alone, he ranked second in the entire Ancestral Martial Star Domain.
However, the Star Saint Monk's strength was absolutely not limited to the art of Spirit World formations.
As a martial cultivator, his cultivation was also formidable. At the very least, his cultivation surpassed everyone present — even the Supreme Elders of the
With such an honored guest in attendance, a seat of honor was only natural.
And at this moment, a stone box sat upon the table before the Star Saint Monk.
The stone box appeared ordinary, yet no one could peer through it. Inside the box lay a gift.
It was a gift brought by the Star Saint Monk — one that would belong to the ultimate victor of this Champion Clan Assembly.
Yet, despite so many distinguished figures in attendance, the crowd's eyes were not fixed on the main viewing platform. Their gaze was on the duel arena.
Upon that arena stood two figures.
One was
Chu Qing was already past the age of a junior. He should not have appeared on this duel arena.
His presence here was because Chu Zhiyuan had issued him a challenge.
After defeating every junior who had come to compete in the Champion Clan Assembly, Chu Zhiyuan had turned his sights on Chu Qing.
And now, Chu Qing had fallen. For no matter how strong Chu Qing was, he was still only at the peak of True Immortal.
But just moments ago, during his clash with Chu Qing, the strength Chu Zhiyuan had displayed was that of a Heavenly Immortal. As of now, he was a first-grade Heavenly Immortal.
"Incredible! Chu Zhiyuan is actually a Heavenly Immortal! No wonder he could defeat every junior with such ease."
"He's too strong! Chu Zhiyuan really has been hiding his true depth — the Heavenly Immortal realm! A junior has actually set foot in the Heavenly Immortal realm! He is the undisputed number one among juniors — the undisputed number one junior of our Great Thousand Upper Realm!"
"The title of champion belongs to him and him alone! Even if that despicable
"Chu Feng? Setting aside the fact that he's already dead — even if he were alive, he wouldn't be worthy of fighting Chu Zhiyuan. He couldn't even beat
"Exactly. Chu Feng's talent was extraordinary — truly monstrous, even — but he was still young, with cultivation far too weak. Even if he were alive, he'd stand no chance against Chu Zhiyuan."
"With a junior like Chu Zhiyuan, our Great Thousand Upper Realm is sure to rise in the future. Let's see who in the Ancestral Martial Star Domain dares look down on us now!"
Once Chu Zhiyuan's cultivation was revealed, the entire spectator stands — whether filled with members of the Chu Heavenly Clan or onlookers from other powers — erupted in ceaseless praise for Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan had been hiding his strength all along, only revealing himself once the Champion Clan Assembly began. To the crowd, he was the ultimate dark horse.
Having witnessed his journey this far, Chu Zhiyuan had given the crowd far too many surprises. The place he now held in their hearts had reached an irreplaceable level.
Never mind that Chu Feng was, in their eyes, already dead and burdened with infamy — even if he were alive, he would be far inferior to Chu Zhiyuan in their estimation.
"Brother Zhiyuan, congratulations. To think you've actually reached the Heavenly Immortal realm."
Though Chu Qing had been defeated and sustained serious injuries, there was not a trace of resentment on his face. Instead, a smile hung at the corner of his lips as he offered his congratulations to Chu Zhiyuan.
Yet in the face of Chu Qing's congratulations, Chu Zhiyuan merely let out a contemptuous laugh, showing not the slightest gratitude.
Chu Qing seemed to have anticipated this reaction. He didn't react much, simply dragging his gravely injured body off the duel arena.
In ordinary times, such an attitude from Chu Zhiyuan would have earned him contempt.
But things were different now. He was the champion — the undisputed champion of the Great Thousand Upper Realm.
A junior of his caliber, a genius of his degree — he had every right to look down upon all others.