The crowd began to anticipate the arrival of this great battle, certain that it would elevate the rivalry among the younger generation to a new peak.

Chen Qingyuan was secluded in a corner of the ancient star of Yanchang, meditating in seclusion.

As for Fu Dongliu, his whereabouts were unknown.

Ten years later, their duel would undoubtedly stir their peers, drawing everyone’s attention.

There were over five thousand cultivators of the same generation gathered on and around the ancient star of Yanchang, and the number continued to rise. Every Heaven’s Pride who heard of the duel intended to come and witness it firsthand.

This place had clearly become the central gathering point for everyone.

“Chen Qingyuan’s ability to contend with the evildoers of the world at the Elemental Infant stage is indeed rare. However, Fu Dongliu from the Western Border is no ordinary person. Even if Chen Qingyuan possesses Twin Golden Core Foundations, he cannot win this battle.”

“I once visited the Western Border and heard tales of Fu Dongliu. From the day he was born, there were natural phenomena that shook the ten thousand domains of the Western Border. Purple Qi came from the east for three million miles, and celestial images covered the nine heavens…”

“Fu Dongliu is hailed as the child of destiny of the Eighteen Veins of the Western Border, born extraordinary, with a superior fate and the bearing of a ruler. The younger generation of the Eighteen Veins respects him wholeheartedly and dares not defy him.”

“Recently, I inquired about Chen Qingyuan from many Heaven’s Pride in the Northern Wilderness and gained some understanding of him. Born into poverty, he later became a student at the Academy of Dao One through a twist of fate.”

Heaven’s Pride from various regions discussed the two duelists, analyzing from their own perspectives.

The day Fu Dongliu was born, Purple Qi came from the east for three million miles. This was not false information but a fact.

This event was recorded in the annals of many forces in the Western Border.

A person born with such phenomena is rare, if not unique. If it were just this, Fu Dongliu would not have reached the pinnacle of the Western Border.

He began cultivating at the age of three and established the foundation of the Six Realms of the Physical Body by eighteen. Then, at twenty, he entered the Golden Elixir Realm, staying in this realm for over a hundred years to refine a perfect foundation.

Afterward, he entered the Elemental Infant stage and ascended to the Divine Transformation Realm.

At just three hundred years old, he was already a late-stage Divine Transformation Realm cultivator.

This cultivation level was unparalleled among his peers.

Not only was his cultivation speed fast, but he also solidified his foundation, which was astonishing.

His battle achievements were even more shocking, with many finding them hard to believe.

“At twenty-something, the boss stepped into the outer regions of the Demon Domain, wielding a Wind Listening Blade and wearing black-gold armor, slaughtering countless enemies until his armor was soaked in blood.”

“When he entered the Elemental Infant stage, a Nine-Dragon Celestial Image descended from the heavens, and the sound of the Great Dao echoed endlessly. The boss had just entered the Elemental Infant stage and could already suppress many Divine Transformation Realm cultivators in the Western Border, exuding unparalleled dominance.”

“I can’t understand why, with the boss’s capabilities, he would choose to challenge Chen Qingyuan from the Northern Wilderness. Even if Chen Qingyuan is extraordinary, there’s no need to take him so seriously!”

The group from the Western Border couldn’t fathom Fu Dongliu’s intentions, believing that while Chen Qingyuan was strong, he wasn’t worth Fu Dongliu’s personal challenge.

Fu Dongliu wasn’t acting out of boredom; he recognized Chen Qingyuan’s extraordinariness and saw him as one of the strongest opponents among his peers.

Time flowed slowly, never stopping.

Many people sparred to enhance their combat experience or to gamble for resources.

The ancient star of Yanchang grew increasingly lively. Not only were ordinary Heaven’s Pride fighting, but even the top evildoers couldn’t resist and engaged in fierce battles.

One of the thirty-six sects of the Imperial Province, the Sacred Ground of Taiyin, had previously clashed with the Pear Blossom Palace of the Southern Region.

The cause was a piece of Sky Iron, discovered jointly by disciples of both the Sacred Ground of Taiyin and the Pear Blossom Palace. However, due to the overwhelming strength of the Pear Blossom Palace’s disciples, the Sacred Ground of Taiyin missed out on the treasure.

Seeing the fights among their peers, the Saintess of Taiyin couldn’t hold back and challenged the Pear Blossom Palace.

“More excitement to watch.”

Nearby cultivators, upon hearing this, looked on with eager anticipation.

The Saintess of Pear Blossom Palace, Wang Shutong, did not ignore the provocation and agreed to the challenge.

Two days later, the two Heaven’s Pride women began their battle.

Heroes gathered, and all eyes were on them.

Everyone thought it would be a closely matched battle, predicting it would end in a draw or take at least thousands of rounds to decide a winner.

No one expected the reality to be so exaggerated, like a fantastical tale.

Wang Shutong defeated the Saintess of Taiyin with overwhelming strength, in less than a hundred rounds.

From start to finish, the Saintess of Taiyin was suppressed by Wang Shutong, unable to resist. If Wang Shutong had been harsher, the Saintess of Taiyin would have been even more humiliated.

“The Pear Blossom Palace’s Wang Shutong is terrifying.”

“The Saintess of Taiyin, with her strength and talent, is unquestionable. But the gap between her and Wang Shutong is too vast!”

“Incredible.”

The process and outcome of this battle shocked everyone present.

Who says women are inferior to men?

Wang Shutong’s strength far surpassed ordinary evildoers. It’s no exaggeration to say that among the contemporary young generation, few could stand against her.

After this battle, the reputation of the Pear Blossom Palace soared, and no one dared to offend them lightly.

Wang Shutong returned to her seat, ignoring the gazes from all directions, and closed her eyes to rest.

Defeated, the Saintess of Taiyin didn’t want to stay and be humiliated, so she left with her group.

Months later, the conflicts among the younger generation intensified, with numerous incidents of murder and robbery.

Fighting to the death for precious resources was a common occurrence.

Chen Qingyuan was unaware of the external events and didn’t want to concern himself with them.

In a sealed stone chamber, high-quality and top-grade spirit stones were scattered everywhere.

Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged in the void, focused on his cultivation.

The spirit stones were consumed rapidly, visibly decreasing by hundreds.

Fortunately, Chen Qingyuan had ample resources and could afford it.

Buzz—

Strands of pure spiritual qi flowed into Chen Qingyuan’s body, forming a transparent light screen on his surface, with a faint white mist drifting around, making the stone chamber feel like a celestial realm.

“If I want to fight Fu Dongliu without losing, many of my trump cards will be exposed.”

In fact, even without waiting ten years, Chen Qingyuan could face Fu Dongliu head-on. However, that would inevitably expose his Saint-grade Three-Dan Pill foundation, leading to unimaginable consequences.

Delaying for ten years would allow his cultivation level to advance further, minimizing the need to use the Saint-grade Three-Dan Pill’s power.

Besides cultivating, Chen Qingyuan also wanted to study the silver spear.

The silver spear was kept in the jade bracelet, its aura sealed, undetectable by anyone.

“Can this spear enter the world?”

Though Chen Qingyuan was cultivating, he split a wisp of his consciousness to enter the jade bracelet.