Chapter 1535: Celestial Pride Stele

Chapter 1535: Chapter 1535: Celestial Pride Stele

With just a casual strike, those causing trouble turned into flying ashes, meeting the fate of both body and spirit destroyed.

Such a terrifying change, once known by everyone, made those cultivators harboring provocative intentions finally settle down thoroughly.

After a period of adjustment, they gradually accepted the existence of the Cultivator Alliance and actively participated, willing to operate according to the rules.

Meanwhile, the Wandering Dragon Star also refined the other half of Mo Lin tribe’s continent.

Under the forced activation by Blood Slaughter and others, the Spiritual Qi possessed by the Mo Lin tribe’s planet was completely stimulated, enveloping the already abundant Wandering Dragon Star in rich power.

All the human cultivators bathed in the pure ocean of power, their levels continuously elevating, with an overall strength increase of more than double.

However, the significant change on Wandering Dragon Star could not escape the perception of those Great Powers in the Land of Mist.

The people on Wandering Dragon Star only felt extremely powerful Spiritual Senses scanning across the continent but did not suffer any attacks.

Originally bracing for battle, ready to retaliate at any moment, Blood Slaughter and others finally let out a huge sigh of relief.

In the past battle, of the hundreds of thousands of gathered cultivators, only tens of thousands remained.

Yet these tens of thousands were akin to battle-hardened elites, considered the essence among essences.

After returning, each of their cultivation made extraordinary progress.

Quite a few even fully stimulated their potential, directly breaking through several bottlenecks, becoming strong in the true sense.

It was precisely their transformation that replenished the severely lacking mid-to-high-end combat power.

Fortunately, as time passed, the painful emotions left behind from that time were diluted by time.

In the burial place of cultivators from both sides, remains of Divine Soldiers stand.

Every night, sounds of crying echo from there.

That’s the surviving comrades mourning the fallen warriors.

After that battle, Yang Yan seemed to vanish from this world, disappearing along with Ten Sword Void Tiger and others.

Yet on Wandering Dragon Star and Earth, people continued to spot a handsome man traveling with a group of guards and beautiful women through famous scenic spots.

Those who had seen Yang Yan before immediately realized this was the missing Moonlight Emperor and his women.

And so, five years passed by in the blink of an eye, with some younger human cultivators gradually forgetting about the past brutal battle.

However, the deeds of Yang Yan and others still remained.

Some small children were born, brought by their parents to the War God Academy.

Seeing the man holding a Treasure Pagoda, a child couldn’t help but ask inquisitively, "Mom, who is this master? Why is his statue here? Is he dead?"

And the parents sternly reprimanded, "Don’t speak nonsense, he is our hero of Wandering Dragon Star, resolving crisis after crisis for us. The Celestial Demon Calamity in the past, the Vast Sea disaster, and..."

At this point, the parents ceased speaking.

As if that history was too painful, even after years, they were unwilling to mention it.

The child, observing his parents’ demeanor, though curious, no longer pursued the question.

Just then, streams of light flew across the sky, and the child’s eyes showed an envious look, saying to his parents:

"Dad, Mom, can I become like those immortals in the future, soaring freely in the sky? Can I become an immortal too?"

His parents’ eyes revealed a loving look, saying, "Once you grow up a bit more, I’ll bring you here to cultivate, allowing you to also travel through the skies, move mountains and fill seas, alright?"

The child’s eyes were filled with excitement, nodding heavily.

At that moment, Yang Yan, accompanied by his people, happened to arrive at the location.

Seeing the child’s pure eyes, an indescribable sorrow flickered through his eyes.

He murmured, "Isn’t being an ordinary person good enough? Why pursue cultivation? You will only struggle in constant loss, eventually sinking powerlessly into despair."

Sighing subsequently, he led his group away from the place.

Blood Slaughter and others sensed the disturbance above the War God Academy and rushed in an instant, but they did not spot Yang Yan’s shadow.

Blood Slaughter felt Yang Yan’s aura and sighed, saying, "Has he still not walked out from the events of that year?"

Lingming shook his head gently, also letting out a sigh, "Perhaps, he’s already moved on, but someone strong like him may just not want to face it anymore."

Several exchanged glances, seeing profound sadness in each other’s eyes, then vanished from the place.

While Yang Yan headed to parts unknown.

At this moment, the cosmos was unlike the calm of Wandering Dragon Star and Earth.

In the vastness of the cosmos, chaos seemed to unravel, with one Cultivation Planet collapsing after another, and unknown, vast continents appearing amidst the stars.

One cultivation civilization after another was obliterated while the Ten Thousand Races power emerging from spatial rifts secured their foothold in the starry sky.

They seemed to carry boundless greed, brutality, destroying nearby cultivation civilizations and sending resources to their own continents.

Fires of battle raged on; every day saw millions upon millions of cultivators and mortals perishing.

Yet the Heavenly Dao seemed unaware, like a cold giant watching the slaughter among ants.

However, amid this chaos, the Celestial Pride List existing in several Star Realms began to change.

The Celestial Pride List vigorously shook, its lights illuminating different star realms.

A solemn but carrying profoundly bleak voice emerged from it.

Yang Yan was cultivating at this moment when suddenly his whole body shook.

An icy voice appeared in his mind:

"Across eternal ages, only I am Celestial Pride. Yang Yan, Celestial Pride Stele ranked tenth, qualification status not yet confirmed."

He hurried out, trying to understand what was happening, and as soon as he was out, he found Fu Xi already waiting for him.

Fu Xi’s face now mixed with excitement and worry.

"Finally, it has come."

Upon hearing his words, Yang Yan was taken aback and looked up at the massive Celestial Pride Stele above, hesitantly asking:

"What do you mean? What’s happened to the Celestial Pride Stele?"

Fu Xi did not answer Yang Yan directly but instead asked, "Yang Yan, do you know the purpose of the Celestial Pride Stele?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Yan knew the question was significant, contemplated for a while before answering, "Isn’t it for recording?"

"See for yourself." Fu Xi tilted his head toward the sky and spoke to Yang Yan.

Then, he commented, "I didn’t imagine living to see the reopening of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races."

Yang Yan followed Fu Xi’s gaze upward, where behind the Celestial Pride Stele appeared, at some unknown time, a towering yellow tree.

The tree’s shadow was immense, and upon its appearance, it was reflected in every corner of the cosmic starry sky, letting everyone feel its presence.