The Dou Qi Continent passed another peaceful decade or so.
The gate leading to the Great Thousand World had previously been sealed. For the Dou Qi Continent, that was not necessarily a bad thing; at the very least, it maintained a corresponding degree of peace.
The descendants of the many Dou Di developed freely. The revived Dou Qi Continent was vast enough that, at least for them, it did not yet feel crowded.
Moreover, over these past ten-odd years, several new Dou Di had been born on the Dou Qi Continent.
The Source Qi that the Flame Emperor and Mysterious Empress had drawn down in the past would not be exhausted so quickly. At the very least, there was no need to worry about Source Qi for the next thousand years.
Among these newly born figures was someone very familiar to the many inhabitants of the Dou Qi Continent: the Flame Emperor's teacher in every sense of the word, the master of Starfall Pavilion, and one of the Yao Clan bloodline.
Yao Chen.
Thinking carefully, the Yao Clan now had three Dou Di. Those older Dou Saints who had once been stronger than Yao Chen could only awkwardly admit that the younger generation was to be feared.
Not only was the younger generation to be feared—even their teacher was to be feared.
Still, they had experienced a calamity as great as the Tunling Clan disaster. They had witnessed something even more outrageous decades ago. Compared to his disciple, taking a little over ten years to advance from a One-star Dou Sheng to a Nine Star Dou Sheng, then another ten-odd years to smoothly break through from Nine Star Dou Sheng to Dou Di, was not all that frightening.
By comparison, Yao Chen's rate of advancement was practically logical.
Even after