Come Quickly!

Time flows like water, and the years rush by in the blink of an eye. Three hurried years passed.

March 14, 8975 of the Xinchen Era.

On this day, the brief peace was completely shattered.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!...

Across the Four Saints Star System, within a territory spanning over a million years, planets vibrated and hummed endlessly!

Regardless of cultivation level or social status, citizens who had subscribed to news channels all simultaneously had push notifications from various media outlets pop up on their wrist screens.

The front-page headlines of all major news groups updated in unison.

"Dormant for seventeen years, Feng Boyong's injuries are fully healed, his body as a celestial body!"

"As the end of the epoch approaches, will a new addition join the Epoch Paragon Ranking?"

"The Celestial Killer Sect declares that a millennium from now, Feng Boyong will surely point his sword toward the War of the Four Sages!"

The headlines varied endlessly.

Yet the core meaning remained singular: Feng Boyong had taken his "body as a celestial body"!

For a time, the Four Saints shook as countless citizens clicked on the push notifications, lines of text stamping into their eyes.

Different media outlets held different stances, and naturally, their textual analysis and perspectives varied completely.

Even so, at the very bottom of every single news report, the exact same photograph hung.

A gargantuan gaseous planet lingered in the starry sky.

Body as a celestial body!

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

For the vast majority of them, this was the very first time in their lives they had glimpsed with such vivid reality what it truly meant to have a "body as a celestial body"!

In an instant, the starry sky fell silent.

Yet after that brief stillness, the major comment sections thoroughly exploded.

Holy shit! A celestial body, he really turned into a celestial body!

Duh, did you think "body as a celestial body" was just something people said for fun?

It's not just as simple as "body as a celestial body." At the peak of the sixteenth layer of the God Phase, the celestial body Feng Boyong transformed into exceeds the volume of the vast majority of gaseous planets.

No wonder the Celestial Killer Sect poured all their resources into supporting him, sparing no expense of massive amounts of Time Sand. Once Feng Boyong wakes and returns, I'm afraid he won't be any weaker than the veteran Epoch Paragons, right?

Hahaha, Yue Zhen heavily injured Feng Boyong back then. There's probably going to be a huge battle when the time comes!

Forget about it. How many of us sitting here will even live to see things a millennium from now?

...That really pierces the heart, bro!

Heart pierced +1

Tch, if I don't live to see it, I'll just have my descendants burn the news for me down below!

Everyone don't lose heart. Although we're fated not to glimpse the outcome of the War of the Four Sages, we won't miss the opening act.

Huh? What do you mean?!

It's very simple. Near the end of the epoch, when the year 9000 of the Xinchen Era arrives, the Epoch Paragon Ranking will be officially announced!

Hahaha, good, good. I can afford to wait twenty-some years.

Speaking of which, with only twenty-some years left, will Minister Li have enough time to take his "body as a celestial body"?

Hard to say. Don't forget the news from five years ago—Minister Li's problem isn't about taking his "body as a celestial body," it's that "Unnamed Cultivation Method"!

In the Horn Sector, on an ordinary planet.

Inside the martial arts hall, Chi Wen slumped limply in a chair, sweeping over the comments with keen interest before suddenly tilting his head toward the bald youth beside him.

"Old Zhou, what do you think this cultivation method should be named?"

Zhou Yunze froze, asking in startled doubt:

"You've practiced this method too?"

Regarding the origins of this "Brother Chi," he remained completely in the dark to this day, having not the slightest clue even about Chi Wen's specific cultivation level.

For a few years now, Chi Wen had acted as though he had nothing better to do, squatting nearby every day just watching him teach students.

Zhou Yunze never imagined that Chi Wen would actually be a person on the same level as Feng Boyong!

"Hahaha, of course!"

Chi Wen raised an eyebrow, speaking with complacent pride:

"I'll give you a chance. Toss out a suggestion—maybe I'll actually adopt it. This is a stellar opportunity to make a name for yourself across the sea of stars!"

His words brimmed with self-assurance, sounding so bold that Zhou Yunze could only blink in a daze, subconsciously offering a soft warning:

"Brother Chi, you should have heard of Li Qingshan, right? He's also practicing this technique..."

"Oh?"

Chi Wen furrowed his brows slightly, displeased.

"You actually look down on me?"

"Uh..."

Zhou Yunze stalled slightly, just as he was wondering how to explain.

"Never mind. Your vision is too shallow right now, so I can't really blame you."

Chi Wen waved a hand, speaking with absolute confidence:

"To tell you the truth, I've lingered at the limit of the eighteenth layer of the God Phase for over fifty thousand years. My success rate is exceptionally high!"

"Besides, I've already instructed Li Qingshan that he must wait a hundred years and let me scout the path first."

"Therefore, this naming rights privilege undoubtedly belongs to me."

"Alright, now you can go ahead and boldly come up with a name."

"Li Qingshan? Wait a hundred years for you?"

Zhou Yunze wore a peculiar look as he gazed at the supremely confident Chi Wen, leaving him with no choice but to swallow back any urge to argue.

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

Chi Wen mindlessly waved his hand, unconcerned.

"No problem. We still have ninety-six years left until the century pact, so take your time thinking."

"Ninety-six years..."

Zhou Yunze silently stood up, swept a glance over the empty martial arts hall, and turned to walk toward the main entrance.

Having stayed here for several years, he had already taught all the students capable of learning on this planet.

Chi Wen swiftly bounded up, clinging close behind like dead weight.

"Old Zhou, where are we heading next?"

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

Ministry of Education, Xing Academy.

"Senior Boyong has advanced another step."

Ye Yukong spoke with a faint smile, closing the pages of news one by one before looking toward the academy's internal network inbox, his smile gradually fading.

Over the past three years, complaints regarding Liao Hong, Min Chuan, and the other six individuals had steadily increased.

What was more, it was no longer restricted to just the first-year students; quite a few second-years had taken beatings as well.

He had personally inspected the physical condition of the eight individuals. They remained stuck at the limit realm without stepping into the broken limit, yet their blood-qi strength already surpassed normal limit realm completion, and their physical force broke through the normal hundred-ton limit.

Without a doubt, Kong Xun's improvements to "Starry Sky Beckons" were genuinely taking effect.

Aside from the eight individuals growing increasingly irritable in temper, everything else remained completely normal.

Normal...

Just as Ye Yukong hesitated with lingering doubts,

a piercing sword light violently assaulted from outside the window, landing right inside the office.

Mo Yuan wore a stern expression, speaking with anxious urgency:

"Brother Ye, where are those eight people you mentioned? Quick, take me to see them!"

"Huh?!"

Ye Yukong abruptly stood up, his expression grave.

Previously, he had indeed sent a message to Mo Yuan for consultation, hoping to glean some advice from an immortal cultivation perspective, but he never expected it to provoke such a violent reaction.

"Brother Mo, have you found a clue?"

"They've cultivated inner demons... No..."

Mo Yuan shook his head fiercely, speaking one word at a time:

"Based on the data you provided, if they keep going like this, they're very likely to refine themselves into 'Mind Fiends'!"

"Mind Fiends?!"

Ye Yukong's pupils violently constricted as realization struck him instantly.

The "miraculous" nature of Kong Xun's improvements didn't stem from "enlightenment"—it came from the Mind Fiend Progenitor!

"Starry Sky Beckons"?

"Mind Fiend Beckons"!

Yet...

Had Kong Xun defected to the evil gods?

Ye Yukong frowned involuntarily, his heart growing increasingly perplexed.

Compared to the eight students led by Liao Hong, he had paid far closer attention to Kong Xun, and he simply couldn't spot any signs indicating the man had defected to the evil gods.

Still, now was hardly the time to overthink it.

"Let's go, we'll first—"

"There's no need to go."

As the voice rang out, Ye Hao stepped out from the void with his hands clasped behind his back, his face livid as he spoke:

"Kong Xun colluded with the evil gods, and the evidence is ironclad. I have already apprehended him!"

"Our Xing Academy has produced a traitor, creating an extremely vile impact that might even drag numerous alien races into this..."

Ye Hao locked his gaze onto Ye Yukong and Mo Yuan, reprimanding sternly:

"As for this matter, I will naturally go explain it to the minister. The two of you must absolute not leak any information and let this situation escalate further!"

Mo Yuan furrowed his brow, just as he wanted to speak, when Ye Yukong grabbed his arm, bowed, and cupped his fists:

"Rest assured, Minister, we will certainly not allow the news to spread."

"Very good!"

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

"To think that even within the starry sky human race, there'd be such petty power struggles!"

Mo Yuan voiced his indignation, displeased.

"Brother Ye, are you really just going to let him 'sweep it under the rug' like this?"

Ye Hao had always been fond of taking credit and eager for instant success; rushing to cover this up was purely out of fear that it would stain his own reputation.

"There's no help for it..."

Ye Yukong dropped his right hand into his sleeve, resignation written all over his face.

"Kong Xun came out of Xing Academy, and this matter concerns 'the merit of civilizing and educating'. Minister Ye naturally has to find every possible means..."

Buzz!

The void trembled. Ye Yukong's right sleeve instantly turned to powder, baring his palm.

In his palm, a communicator was lit up.

Ye Hao's figure slowly materialized, looking over with a trace of doubt.

"My acting... wasn't convincing?"

"Huh?!"

Mo Yuan looked at Ye Hao, then back at Ye Yukong, instantly falling into a daze as his mind went completely blank.

"It was convincing, but also not quite." The white-haired youth gently shook his head.

"Though Ye Hao loves taking credit, he would never value merits and demerits above the evil gods!"

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

The message had already been sent out.

Demon Subjugation Division, Qingshan Star.

Click! Click! Click!...

The rhythm of the button presses continued uninterrupted, one after another.

On the display screen, red numbers jumped incessantly.

71,395,221, 71,395,222, 71,395,223...

Suddenly,

Buzz buzz!

On the desk, the communicator vibrated for a brief moment, and its screen lit up.

The young man stopped his mechanical pressing, stiffly turned his head, and let his gaze fall upon the light screen.

Deep within his eyes, numbness rapidly receded as a faint glimmer quietly emerged.

A line of text reflected within his pupils.

"Eighth-rank Mind Fiend, come quickly!"