For a moment, Chen Yang had left Nalan Yanran utterly confused.
Chen Yang knew his words had a glaring flaw.
In truth, though, they were not wrong.
The Dou Zun realm did indeed stand at the top of the Dou Qi Continent's pyramid, but above peak Dou Zun lay the first through tenth transformations. Beyond peak ten-transformation Dou Zun came the transcendent low-, middle-, and high-level Half-Saints, followed by one- through nine-star Dou Sheng.
However, experts who had reached the Half-Saint level rarely appeared on the Dou Qi Continent, and their numbers were exceedingly small.
They existed almost exclusively among the Ancient Eight Clans.
Thus, Dou Zun had become the visible pinnacle of the Dou Qi Continent's pyramid.
Chen Yang did not explain any of this to Nalan Yanran, because there was no need.
"Once you reach the Dou Zun realm, you'll understand for yourself."
Yun Yun: "...!"
Understand what? Why don't I know anything about this?
Listening to his evasive explanation from beside him, Yun Yun nearly rolled her eyes.
Seeing Chen Yang feed the innocent Nalan Yanran grand promises, Yun Yun finally could not bear to watch any longer.
Her gaze swept over those below, passing over Thirteenth Elder Yun Gang and the disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect.
An unbidden pang of sorrow rose in her heart.
The Misty Cloud Sect had once boasted thousands of elders and disciples. Though it had never reached the point where ten thousand sects came to pay homage, it had at least been the foremost sect in the Jia Ma Empire and a recognized power in the Northwest Region.
Yun Gang had initially been a little doubtful when he saw Yun Yun, but the sight of Nalan Yanran rushing up without a care instantly confirmed her identity.
Seeing Yun Yun made