Published: February 26, 2025
Wei Rui nodded and replied, “I will obey your orders.”
Dao Kun then turned his gaze towards the crowd, his expression serious as he continued, “We are about to face a significant challenge. Everyone must be prepared and work together.”
He paused for a moment, allowing his words to sink in, before adding, “The grand competition of the four techniques is upon us, and it will test our strength and unity like never before.”
The atmosphere grew tense as the disciples exchanged glances, their expressions reflecting a mix of determination and anxiety.
Dao Kun raised his voice to rally their spirits, “I believe in each of you. As long as we stick together and support one another, we can overcome any obstacle!”
With that, he dismissed the assembly, confident that they would rise to the occasion for the upcoming trials.
As the crowd dispersed, thoughts of the competition filled their minds, and they began to train vigorously, each disciple hoping to prove their worth in the upcoming contest.
“Hmm.” After Dao Kun acknowledged, he flipped his right hand, and a token appeared out of thin air.
Immediately, a beam of light erupted from the token, shooting up into the vast Sea of Clouds.
“Woo—”
At that moment, the sky was filled with howling winds, and the clouds roiled as a towering Divine Gate appeared, standing at a height of one hundred thousand zhang.
This gate was the Temporal-Spatial Divine Gate leading to the Human Race Star Domain: Dominion Star.
Dominion Star was the residence of the palace master Fang Zixi, and the four arts contest for the holy son and saintess of the three major star domains would take place on this star.
“Buzz—”
At this time, the void trembled, and the massive Temporal-Spatial Divine Gate emitted a dazzling glow that showered down upon Dao Kun.
“Follow this supreme saint elder.” After Dao Kun finished speaking, he was the first to step into the Temporal-Spatial Divine Gate.
Then, the other great sages, supreme elders, elder supreme, and elders followed closely behind, and finally, millions of disciples flew orderly into the Temporal-Spatial Divine Gate...
A moment later, except for the great sage elder Wei Rui, everyone had entered the Temporal-Spatial Divine Gate and vanished from sight.
“Boom—”
With a deafening sound, the Temporal-Spatial Divine Gate slowly closed, and then it silently disappeared into the Sea of Clouds, as if it had never existed.
“Sigh…” The great sage elder Wei Rui looked at the horizon, his face etched with the marks of time, filled with deep reluctance. “It’s over, all over. The Four Arts Star Domain ultimately cannot escape the fate of being swallowed.”
“Back then, when the ancestor master was alive, along with him being the vice palace master, how magnificent my Four Arts Star Domain was!”
With a long sigh, a murky tear rolled down Wei Rui’s wrinkled cheek.
Despite his deep reluctance, he knew that the disappearance of the Four Arts Star Domain from the river of history was an unchangeable fact...
An hour later, during the last moment of the hour of the Snake, with only one hour left until the four arts contest, Dao Kun led the high-ranking officials of the Four Arts Star Domain and millions of disciples to arrive at Dominion Star, flying continuously out from the Hall of Time and Space towards the central Star Domain Dojo...
The Star Domain Dojo covered a vast area, capable of accommodating over ten billion people.
At the center of the dojo was a high platform suspended in mid-air, not very large, measuring only ten thousand zhang square.
In the eastern void of the Star Domain Dojo, there stood an imposing Ancestral Tower.
The Ancestral Tower was divided into seven levels, with two seats at the top; one was temporarily unoccupied, while the other was occupied by an old man wearing a golden dragon robe, who was the vice palace master and also the respected figure of the Beast Clan Star Domain: the Nine-headed Ancestor Dragon.
The other seat was clearly reserved for palace master Fang Zixi.