The Overbearing Visitors from the Yao Clan

The next day.

A ray of morning light spread across the horizon. Giant birds with colorful wings like phoenixes and luans sang toward the sky, and daylight broke.

In an instant, Saint Pill City, which had fallen silent beneath the night, surged into a boiling frenzy.

At this moment, Saint Pill City undoubtedly stood at the center of everyone's attention. The eyes of the entire Central Continent were focused here, waiting for the one who would stand at the pinnacle to emerge.

They knew that every generation's Pill Gathering champion had left behind a glorious name in the history of the Dou Qi Continent. There had never been an exception.

Precisely because of this, the prestige of the Pill Gathering had risen without limit. Whoever seized the final championship would have a brilliant stroke added to their name in the future history of the Dou Qi Continent.

Even if one ultimately returned to obscurity in life, one should never lose the ambition to soar among the clouds.

Thus, this honor was destined to fill countless people with longing.

"Creak."

At the place of seclusion, the door slowly opened. A lean figure stepped out, fetched water to wash up, practiced his fists, and listened to the sounds of weapons.

Once his daily cultivation was complete, he withdrew his aura and took out a luxurious robe, concealing his hardened, battle-tempered body. Then he picked up a water pouch and drank deeply.

This person was none other than Xiao Yan, who had just completed his arduous training.

Today, Xiao Yan wore a black Alchemist's robe embroidered with golden patterns. A badge was pinned to his chest, its seven violet-gold stars reflecting a dazzling gleam.

This was undoubtedly the most formal attire Xiao Yan had ever worn.

The reason he did so was not