Half a month passed quickly. Aside from the elders stationed in key cities and regions, Old Yao had mobilized nearly all of Starfall Pavilion's forces to its headquarters to guard against an invasion by the Heavenly Nether Alliance.
In just a few short years, Starfall Pavilion's strength had expanded almost geometrically. Before Old Yao and Xiao Yan returned, Starfall Pavilion had only one Dou Venerate expert—Wind Venerable. Now, they had dozens of Dou Venerates!
But Old Yao knew that the number of Dou Venerates would not determine the outcome of this decisive battle. Starfall Pavilion currently had only one One-star Dou Saint—himself. The Nether River Alliance, meanwhile, had two, including that mysterious Dou Saint expert. Although Old Heavenly Nether Demon was merely a High-level Half-Saint, he was still someone who had stepped into sainthood. Once Old Yao was held back, he would retain an overwhelming advantage even against dozens of Dou Venerates.
After all, everyone below the Dou Saint realm was an ant!
What was more, the Nether River Alliance's number of Dou Venerates was no weaker than Starfall Pavilion's...
Today's Starfall Pavilion was undoubtedly at its most heavily guarded, yet also at its liveliest. Over the past half month, news of the Nether River Alliance issuing Starfall Pavilion a challenge had spread throughout the entire Central Continent. Countless strong individuals had flocked outside the Star Realm today, intending to witness the final battle between these two behemoths.
This battle would determine the future landscape of the Central Continent. If Starfall Pavilion won, this force that had risen over the past few years would take another great step forward, becoming a superpower on par with Soul Hall and the Pill Tower.
But everyone understood that against the Nether River Alliance, which possessed two Dou Saint-level experts, Starfall Pavilion's hopes of