Come Quickly!

Time flies like an arrow; three years have passed in a flash...

Xinchen Era, March 14, 8975.

On this day, the brief tranquility was utterly shattered.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! ...

Throughout the Four Saints Star System, across millions of years of territory, a buzzing resonance echoed from planet to planet!

Regardless of cultivation level or social status, any citizen subscribed to the news channels saw pop-up notifications from various media outlets simultaneously appear on their wrist screens.

The headlines of all major news corporations updated at once.

After Seventeen Years of Silence, Feng Boyong's Injuries Heal, He Achieves Body as Celestial Body!

Approaching the End of the Era, Does the "Epoch Paragon Ranking" Gain Another Newcomer?

Celestial Killer Sect Declares That in a Thousand Years, Feng Boyong Will Surely Set His Sights on the "War of the Four Sages"!

The headlines varied.

But the core message was the same: Feng Boyong had achieved "Body as Celestial Body"!

Instantly, the Four Saints Star System was shaken. Countless citizens clicked on the news notifications, and lines of text filled their vision.

Different media outlets, different stances, naturally led to different analytical viewpoints.

But at the bottom of all the news reports was the same photograph.

An enormous gaseous planet hovered in the starfield.

Body as Celestial Body!

Countless viewers held their breath, staring blankly at the terrifying giant star in the photo.

For the vast majority of them, it was the first time in their lives they had so vividly glimpsed what "Body as Celestial Body" truly meant!

In an instant, the starry sky seemed to still.

And after a brief silence, the comment sections of various platforms exploded.

"Holy crap! A celestial body, he really became a celestial body!"

"Duh! 'Body as Celestial Body,' did you think it was just a figure of speech?"

"It's not just 'Body as Celestial Body.' At the peak of the Sixteenth Layer of Divine Form, the celestial body Feng Boyong transformed into already exceeds the size of most 'gaseous planets.'"

"No wonder the Celestial Killer Sect went all out to support him, even spending a large amount of Time Sand. When Feng Boyong awakens and returns, he probably won't be weaker than the old-guard 'Epoch Paragons,' right?"

"Hahaha, Yue Zhen severely injured Feng Boyong back then. There's probably going to be a big battle when they meet again!"

"Don't even think about it. It's a thousand years in the future. How many of us will even be around to see it?"

"...That hits hard, bro!"

"Hits hard +1"

"Tch, if I can't see it, I'll just have my descendants burn it for me!"

"Don't be discouraged, everyone. Although we won't get to witness the conclusion of the 'War of the Four Sages,' we won't miss the opening act."

"Huh? What do you mean?!"

"Simple. Approaching the end of the era, when Xinchen Era reaches the year 9000, the 'Epoch Paragon Ranking' will be officially announced!"

"Hahaha, thank goodness, thank goodness. I can still wait twenty-odd years."

"Speaking of which, with only twenty-odd years left, will Minister Li have enough time to achieve 'Body as Celestial Body'?"

"Hard to say. Don't forget the news from five years ago. Minister Li's problem isn't 'Body as Celestial Body,' but that Unnamed Cultivation Method!"

In the Horn Sector, on an ordinary planet.

In a Martial Arts Hall, Chi Wen slumped in a chair, scanning the comments with interest. He suddenly turned his head to look at the bald youth beside him.

"Old Zhou, what do you think would be a good name for this cultivation method?"

Zhou Yunze was taken aback, asking in surprise:

"You've also practiced this cultivation method?"

He was still completely in the dark about the origins of this "Brother Chi," and didn't even have a clue about his specific cultivation level.

For several years, Chi Wen had seemed to have nothing better to do than squatting next to him and watching him teach students.

Zhou Yunze never expected that Chi Wen was someone on par with Feng Boyong!

"Hahaha, of course!"

Chi Wen raised an eyebrow, smugly saying.

"I'll give you a chance to offer some suggestions. Who knows, I might even adopt them. This is a golden opportunity to make a name for yourself across the stars!"

His words were brimming with confidence, leaving Zhou Yunze dumbfounded. He couldn't help but whisper a reminder:

"Brother Chi, you must have heard of Li Qingshan, right? He's also practicing this cultivation method..."

"Hmm?"

Chi Wen frowned slightly, displeased.

"Are you looking down on me?"

"Uh..."

Zhou Yunze hesitated, unsure how to explain.

"Forget it, your perspective is too limited right now. I can't really blame you."

Chi Wen waved his hand, brimming with self-assurance.

"To tell you the truth, I've been stuck at the Eighteenth Layer of Divine Appearance Limit Realm Completion for over fifty thousand years. My success rate is extremely high!"

"Moreover, I've already instructed Li Qingshan to wait a century, allowing me to pave the way first."

"Therefore, the 'naming rights' will undoubtedly belong to me."

"Alright, now you can confidently come up with a name."

"Li Qingshan? Wait a century for you?"

Zhou Yunze's gaze was strange as he looked at the confident Chi Wen, suppressing his urge to retort.

"Alright, give me some time to think about it."

Chi Wen didn't take it to heart, waving his hand dismissively.

"It's fine, there are still 96 years left until our century-long agreement. Take your time."

"96 years..."

Zhou Yunze silently stood up, glanced at the empty Martial Arts Hall, and turned towards the entrance.

After staying for several years, he had already taught all the students on this planet that he could.

Chi Wen quickly rose, like a burden, closely following behind.

"Old Zhou, where are we going next?"

"First, to the Ministry of Education—Xing Academy. I'm going to see Dean Ye!"

Ministry of Education, Xing Academy.

"Senior Boyong has taken another step forward."

Ye Yukong said with a faint smile, closing page after page of news. Finally, he looked at the emails on the academy's intranet, and his smile gradually faded.

Over the past three years, the complaints about Liao Hong, Min Chuan, and the other six had been increasing.

Moreover, it wasn't just the first-year students anymore; even many second-year students had been beaten.

He had personally examined the eight individuals' physical conditions. They were still at the Limit Realm, not having stepped into Breaking Limits, but their Blood Essence intensity had already exceeded that of a normal Limit Realm Completion, and their strength had broken through the normal hundred-ton limit.

Without a doubt, Kong Xun's improvements to "Starry Sky Beckons" had truly taken effect.

Apart from the eight individuals becoming increasingly irritable, everything else seemed normal.

"Normal..."

Just as Ye Yukong was hesitating, A sharp sword light suddenly struck from outside the window, landing in the office.

Mo Yuan's expression was serious and anxious.

"Brother Ye, where are the eight you mentioned? Quickly, take me to see them!"

"Hmm?!"

Ye Yukong abruptly stood up, his expression grave.

Previously, he had indeed sent a message to Mo Yuan for advice, wanting him to provide insights from a cultivation perspective, but he hadn't expected it to elicit such a strong reaction.

"Brother Mo, do you have any clues?"

"They've cultivated Mind Fiends... no..."

Mo Yuan vehemently shook his head, saying each word with emphasis:

"According to the information you provided, if they continue, they might very well refine themselves into 'Mind Fiends'!"

"Mind Fiends?!"

Ye Yukong's pupils sharply contracted, and he instantly understood.

The "miracle" of Kong Xun's improvements didn't originate from "enlightenment" but from the "Mind Fiend Progenitor"!

"Starry Sky Beckons"?

"The Mind Fiend Beckons!"

But...

Kong Xun defected to an Evil God?

Ye Yukong frowned involuntarily, his heart growing more perplexed.

Compared to Liao Hong's eight students, he paid much more attention to Kong Xun, and he couldn't see any signs of him defecting to an Evil God.

However, now was not the time to overthink things.

"Let's go, we'll go to..."

"No need to go."

As the words rang out, Ye Hao walked out of the void with his hands behind his back, his face livid as he said:

"Kong Xun colluded with an Evil God, the evidence is conclusive, and I have already apprehended him!"

"Xing Academy has a traitor, the impact is extremely bad, and it may even involve many Alien Races..."

Ye Hao's gaze fixed on Ye Yukong and Mo Yuan, sternly saying:

"I will report this matter to the Minister myself, you must not leak the news and allow the situation to continue to escalate!"

Mo Yuan frowned and was about to speak when Ye Yukong grabbed him and bowed, cupping his hands and saying:

"Minister, rest assured, we will definitely not let the news spread."

"Very good!"

Ye Hao nodded in satisfaction, his figure gradually fading away.

"I didn't expect that even within the Starry Sky Human Race, there are such power struggles!"

Mo Yuan spoke out in anger, dissatisfied:

"Brother Ye, are you just going to let him 'cover it up' like this?"

Ye Hao has always been fond of claiming credit, and his eagerness to conceal this was simply out of fear of being tainted.

"There's no way..."

Ye Yukong's right hand drooped into his sleeve, his face full of helplessness as he said:

"Kong Xun came from Xing Academy, and it also concerns 'the merit of edification,' so Minister Ye naturally has to try every possible means..."

Buzz!

The void trembled, and Ye Yukong's right sleeve suddenly turned into powder, revealing his palm.

In his palm was a lit-up communicator.

Ye Hao's figure slowly emerged, looking over with a hint of doubt.

"Was my acting... not convincing enough?"

"Hmm?!"

Mo Yuan looked at Ye Hao, then at Ye Yukong, and was immediately at a loss, completely bewildered.

"It was convincing, but not quite." The white-haired youth gently shook his head, "Although Ye Hao is fond of claiming credit, he would never value merit and demerit more than the Evil Gods!"

As he spoke, Ye Yukong's gaze fell on the communicator in his palm, and he smiled faintly.

The message had already been sent.

Demon Subjugation Division, Qingshan Star.

Click! Click! Click! ...

The sound of the button maintained its frequency, continuously.

On the display screen, red numbers kept jumping.

[71,395,221],[71,395,222],[71,395,223]...

Suddenly, Buzz! Buzz!

On the table, the communicator vibrated for a moment, and the screen lit up.

The youth stopped his mechanical finger pressing, stiffly turned his head, and his gaze fell on the light screen.

In his eyes, numbness quickly faded, and a faint light emerged.

A line of text was reflected in his pupils.

"Eighth-Order Mind Fiend, come quickly!"