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Starfall Pavilion Main Peak had a visitor.

The visitor was an independent cultivator from the Central Plains, an Eight Star Dou Zong named Luo Zhen. He looked like a middle-aged man, but his temples were already streaked with gray, clearly showing that he was no longer young.

Wind Venerable and Yao Lao personally accompanied him. The three had known each other in their early years, but unfortunately, their talents differed. Wind Venerable and Yao Lao had successively stepped into the Venerable realm, while Luo Zhen still lingered at the Eight Star Dou Zong level, far behind them.

"Alas, I can't compare to you two. Gu Ling, when do you plan to advance to Dou Sheng?" Luo Zhen asked with a smile.

Wind Venerable rolled his eyes irritably. "Plan when? This old man's strength has remained stagnant for many years. I have no confidence in surviving the Dou Sheng Tribulation. I don't dare cross it, I don't dare!"

A Venerable was only one step away from becoming a Dou Sheng, yet that step was more vast and perilous than a heavenly chasm. Since ancient times, countless Venerables had perished beneath the Dou Sheng Tribulation, leaving many of them hesitant and unable to make up their minds to take that final step.

Venerables were already invincible in this world, enjoying inexhaustible glory, wealth, luxury, and pleasure. Moreover, every Venerable was tied to the rise and fall of their respective sects and clans.

Take Wind Venerable, for example. If he were to fall beneath the Dou Sheng Tribulation, Starfall Pavilion's strength would plummet, and it might well face utter destruction. With such concerns weighing on them, how could Venerables dare undergo tribulation without first arranging their affairs?

Luo Zhen smiled. He had only mentioned it casually, and he turned to Yao Chen in