Star Alliance, Hall of Souls, Nether River Alliance

"Yao Chen, it has been many years. Have you been well?"

As Lei Ming's voice resounded through the air, a large group of figures streamed in through the spatial rift. They immediately turned into streaks of light and, after several flashes, appeared above the square.

As this huge group entered the Star Realm, the Dou Qi within every Falling Star Pavilion elder silently began to circulate, their eyes filled with vigilance.

Medicine Elder slowly raised his head and looked toward the leader of the group. A figure in a dark gray robe stood suspended in the air. He had long gray hair, and his face bore no wrinkles at all, appearing exceptionally pale instead. If not for those eyes glimmering with blue light, carrying waves of ancient aura, no one would have taken him for an old monster who had lived for centuries.

At first glance, this gray-robed figure appeared utterly ordinary. Even the aura within him felt no different from that of a regular person. Nothing about him stood out, yet everyone understood that anyone capable of standing in that position could not possibly be simple.

"Tian Ming Old Demon, I never expected you to still be alive." Yao Chen looked at him and slowly smiled.

"Hehe, even someone like you, who was blasted down to nothing but a soul, managed to revive. How could this old man die so easily?" The gray-robed figure smiled as well, his voice calm.

Of course, beneath that smile lay immense jealousy.

Because Yao Chen was still a genuine Dou Sheng expert.

While he was merely a High Half-Saint!

As Tian Ming Old Demon had become famous even earlier than Yao Chen, he was exceptionally furious and unwilling to accept this.

Yao Chen did not respond. Tian Ming Old Demon was only a