News of Lin Ming becoming a Dou Di swept across the land like a spring breeze, spreading to every corner of the Dou Qi Continent within mere days.
From the snow-covered Northern Region Icefield to the perpetually scorching Southern Wasteland Volcanoes, from the western Sunset Desert to the eastern Endless Seas, everyone who heard the news—regardless of cultivation or location—stopped what they were doing at that moment and gazed toward Middle Continent from afar.
For ten thousand years, the absence of a Dou Di on the Dou Qi Continent had been an invisible mountain pressing upon everyone's heads, a curse that had left countless extraordinary geniuses in bitter despair.
But now, that curse had finally been broken. This was not merely the birth of an ultimate powerhouse, but a turning point in the fate of the entire continent.
When the news reached the Jia Ma Empire, the entire empire erupted.
That young man who had emerged from the Mittel Family had now ascended to the very pinnacle of heaven and earth.
The streets and alleys were filled with tales of Lin Ming. Storytellers in teahouses and taverns had already turned his life into lengthy epics, recounting them one after another without end.
Those who had once merely crossed paths with him became the people whom their neighbors eagerly sought to visit.
Within Jia Nan Academy, Mang Tianchi stood stunned for a long while before throwing back his head and laughing until tears streamed down his face.
Great Elder Su Qian stood silently before the Heavenly Flame Refining Qi Tower, looking at the towering structure whose Fallen Heart Flame Lin Ming had subdued. He let out a deep sigh, yet the smile on his face could not be contained.
Elder Huo dug out the writings Lin Ming had penned in his