A sombre grand hall.

A figure emerged from the shadows, gazing towards a point billions of miles away, whispering,

“The Misty Sect’s Two-Star Rank promotion celebration?”

“Heh, let this be Wang Zhong’s opportunity to uncover the truth. If Ye Feng truly has connections with Emperor Beihe, we must use him to find Emperor Beihe.”

“If he doesn’t recognize Emperor Beihe, eliminate him!”

The masked figure spoke with an icy tone, as if stepping from a profound abyss, radiating a chilling aura.

If Ye Feng were present, he would have noticed a faint trace of the “Seven Steps to Heaven” lingering on the mysterious figure.

This was the residual power of heaven and earth left after frequent use of “Seven Steps to Heaven.”

Though faint, it was perceptible.

However, the aura of this person was not pure enough.

…

The teleportation hall of Mystique Kingdom.

A young figure stepped out.

He looked up at the nearby void, twisted his neck, and with hands tucked into his sleeves, smiled,

“Finally arrived!”

No sooner had he spoken when the youth stepped forward and vanished instantly.

After a few flickers.

The young man appeared outside the boundaries of Mystique Capital, continuing his teleportation towards the Misty Sect.

With each instantaneous movement, he covered several hundred miles.

At this speed, half an hour later, he smoothly arrived near the Misty Sect.

“Is this the Misty Sect?”

The young man lowered his head, stroked his chin, and noticed that many people had gathered, seemingly guests from all around.

“So, they are holding a Two-Star Rank promotion celebration. A mere Two-Star force, and yet I have to take action, what a waste of talent.”

The youth was somewhat dissatisfied.

His hands remained in his sleeves, not attacking immediately.

Misty Sect, Sect Main Plaza.

Ye Feng, dressed in the formal attire meticulously prepared by Gong Qingqiu, sat on the Sect Leader’s throne, surveying the scene.

Today was the star-raising celebration of the Misty Sect.

This wasn’t the first time.

But Ye Feng was still happy.

He looked at the guests seated, feeling extremely pleased.

After all, there was a feast to be had!

In the kitchen.

Li Jiaojiao led a dozen or so disciples skilled in cooking, busy at work.

Some of the young and beautiful second-generation female disciples voluntarily served tea and water to the guests.

Shi Lei, Huo Yunjie, and other disciples were receiving guests.

“Welcome, Yunhua Zhenren!”

“Sect Leader of Liuyun Sect, hello!”

“Sect Master of Hundred Artifacts Sect, a very warm welcome!”

All the first-generation disciples had advanced to the Element Gathering Realm, greatly increasing their strength, allowing them to sit on equal footing with many One-Star forces’ leaders.

“Welcome to the friends from Divine Wind Sword Sect!”

At the entrance of the mountain path, Li Zilong, carrying the Mad Dragon Bone Spear, greeted the cultivators from the Two-Star forces with a bow.

“Greetings, Elder Li!”

Sword Child Mu Ruxue, Ji Wushuang, Bai Chunfeng, Old Demon Ding, and other powerful figures from the Divine Wind Sword Sect arrived together, taking their seats.

Soon, leaders from Sword King Sect, County King City, Myriad Islands Alliance, and other forces took to the stage one after another.

Even resident elders from the Celestial Pride Ranking and Great Powers from the Divine Origin Realm appeared, sending their blessings to the Misty Sect.

On the seats.

Ye Feng looked at the mountain of gifts beside him, his expression composed, as he nodded towards the visiting guests, but inside, he was already brimming with excitement, almost bursting into a pig-like laughter.

Why hold a celebration?

To celebrate?

No, it was for collecting wealth!

“The Empress of Great Liang Demon Nation sends her blessings to the Misty Sect!”

At that moment, Shi Lei shouted loudly, drawing everyone’s attention.

All eyes turned, and they saw the Empress of Great Liang, dressed extravagantly, walking with an elegant and dignified gait.

Behind her followed dozens of young and beautiful women from the Snow Rabbit Clan, attracting the eager gazes of many cultivators present.

(And so on…)

All the guests had arrived.

Ye Feng looked at the thousands of cultivators seated before him and couldn’t help but feel deeply moved.

Ordinarily, a star-rank raising ceremony of a Two-Star Force wouldn’t attract so many powerful sect leaders.

However, after the battle at the Royal Capital, the reputation of the Misty Sect skyrocketed, overshadowing all other forces within the Mystique Kingdom.

Some even joked that the Misty Sect was the strongest Two-Star Force in history, with no predecessors to match.

“Welcome, everyone, and thank you for coming!”

Ye Feng rose to his feet and bowed to all present.

“Sect Leader Ye, congratulations!”

Representatives of the major forces offered their congratulations one after another.

(And so on…)

…

(And so on…)

Misty Sect.

The star-raising ceremony continued.

Noon.

A cascade of white petals descended from the sky, followed by the Appraisal Elders stepping forward from the Royal Capital.

Behind them, hundreds of young and beautiful women used their own vital energies to lift a plaque covered with a red cloth.

“Congratulations to the Misty Sect on ascending to the Two-Star rank!”

The Appraisal Elder proclaimed loudly, his voice booming across the hundreds of miles, echoing like thunder, leaving a lasting impression.

Ye Feng took over the plaque, hanging it over the main gate of the Sect Main Hall, and pulled off the red cloth with vigor.

Behind the words “Misty Sect,” the original single golden star was now joined by a second.

This was the symbol of a Two-Star Force!

“Congratulations, Sect Leader Ye!”

“Congratulations to the Misty Sect!”

The visiting guests raised their glasses to celebrate.

The atmosphere on the site was very harmonious.

“Wow, quite the lively event!”

But just then, a discordant voice slowly descended, capturing everyone’s attention.

In the void.

The mysterious youth who had arrived early emerged from the space, revealing his true form with hands behind his back, looking down upon everyone in the Sect Main Plaza from on high.

The aura of Divine Origin Realm Seven Layers erupted suddenly!

In an instant, the youth became the center of attention.

(And so on…)

Ye Feng looked up and gazed at the mysterious youth before him, whose aura was vast, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

“Who are you?”

Ye Feng asked.

He had activated his Eye of Insight.

[Name: Wang Zhong]

[Cultivation Level: Divine Origin Realm Seventh Layer]

[Note: Elder of the ’Demon God Temple’ in Jiaoyang Holy City]

These were the details Ye Feng had gathered.

Ye Feng was very unfamiliar with this “Demon God Temple” force; it was a local power from Jiaoyang Holy City, billions of miles away from Ye Feng’s location, so it was normal for him not to have heard of it.

Regardless of the stranger’s background, Ye Feng was not particularly welcoming.

He could sense that Wang Zhong’s intentions were not friendly.

(And so on…)