212: A white-clad figure stands guard over the imperial pass!

What's going on?

A flicker of confusion flashed in Lin Yan's eyes.

The communication ring, which had been dead silent since he came out of seclusion, began to fluctuate without any warning.

Only Fu Ying, who instantly understood what was happening, shouted excitedly.

"Your Highness!"

"Communication has been restored!"

"The Imperial Pass! It must be a great victory at the Imperial Pass!"

"Our race's army is reclaiming this Realm at an extremely fast speed!"

A great victory?

Lin Yan's heart trembled violently, and an expression of mingled surprise and joy involuntarily appeared on his face.

Right at that moment.

Rumble—!

An earth-shaking roar suddenly resounded.

A vast, ancient, and heavy aura surged like a torrent from the starry sky toward Blue Star.

Such intense energy fluctuations caused the entire planet to tremble frantically, as if caught in a violent storm.

What?

Lin Yan, Fu Ying, and the others snapped their heads up and vanished from their spots instantly.

At the same time, Xia Zhou and the others also sprang to their feet, looking up at the sky with extremely nervous expressions.

At this moment, the heartstrings of all humans on Blue Star, which had just slightly relaxed, tightened once again.

Ming Qianhan, who was kneeling in the sky and suffering a beating, quickly turned his head, his gaze piercing through layers of clouds like a bolt of lightning.

When he saw the scene appearing before him, his pupils suddenly contracted to the size of needlepoints.

This... this is!!!

Slap—!

"What the hell are you looking at?!"

Tan Gaofei slapped him across the face.

"No looking!"

...When Lin Yan and the others arrived in the starry sky.

A breathtaking sight met their eyes.

Rumble—!

An even clearer, deafening roar echoed.

An even clearer, endless pressure and sense of ancient heaviness rushed toward them like a surging torrent.

In this vast, pitch-black, and deep starry sky.

A massive white figure, standing tall between heaven and earth, loomed before them.

The figure wore a blood-stained white robe; his left hand steadily supported an endless Imperial Pass as he strode forward.

Perhaps due to some unknown reason, a visual illusion, or an insurmountable gap in their levels of strength.

In the eyes of Lin Yan and the others, that seemingly slow-moving figure in white actually crossed dazzling galaxies with every single step.

Right then.

As if sensing their gaze, or perhaps because this was the target destination he had already determined.

His steadily advancing figure paused slightly, and he slowly turned his head.

In an instant.

The face of a middle-aged man, as handsome as a painting, crossed layers of space and was revealed unreservedly in their field of vision.

Fu Ying was suddenly beyond himself with excitement and roared loudly.

"Your Excellency!"

Lin Yan's mind was shaken to the core.

His cheap Revered Master!

On Donggong Li's handsome face, a faint smile quietly emerged, like a spring breeze brushing against one's face.

Though the smile seemed faint, it contained endless warmth.

His elegantly lined lips moved slightly, and a gentle voice that only Lin Yan could clearly hear drifted over.

"It's alright now..."

As the words fell.

Donggong Li gently turned his neck, casting his gaze once more toward the unique "scenery" he could see.

There, a thrilling life-and-death chase was unfolding in the Land of Nothingness.

Several supreme powerhouses of the Yao Race, their bodies already covered in blood, emitted terrifying auras; facing the sharp pursuit of Ou Mo and the others, they let out deafening roars of rage.

There were also the vast, endless fleets of Yao Race Warships frantically scurrying through the starry sky like headless flies.

And even more Yao Race experts, fleeing in panic while carrying stars with them in a desperate retreat.

"Revered Master... will be right back..."

With another soft murmur, Donggong Li lifted his foot again and slowly strode forward.

His blood-stained white robe fluttered in the wind; steadily supporting the towering Imperial Pass in his hand, he slowly disappeared from the vision of Lin Yan and the others.

"Emperor! An Emperor!!!"

"His Excellency... has become an Emperor!!!"

Fu Ying's hoarse and trembling shouts, born of extreme excitement, echoed continuously in Lin Yan's ears.

Becoming an Emperor... becoming an Emperor... this term, so foreign to him, now hit his mind like a surging torrent.

Lin Yan pursed his lips slightly, a warm current slowly spreading in his heart.

It seemed his cheap Revered Master had made a special trip to pick him up... At this thought, his tensed heartstrings relaxed.

The Blue Star crisis that had filled him with worry just moments ago vanished into thin air with the appearance of that white-clothed figure supporting the Imperial Pass.

Lin Yan looked at the Star-Moving Bead in his hand and put it away.

"Revered Master will be coming over in a while. Let's head back first."

After speaking, he turned and vanished from the starry sky in a single step.

What?

His Excellency is coming over in a while?!

A flush of excitement flashed across Fu Ying's already thrilled face, and he immediately led the ten Flame Guards to follow.

"Alright... alright..."

He didn't notice the abnormality in Lin Yan's form of address.

For the first time, and in a public setting, he had addressed Donggong Li as Revered Master.

After all, not to mention Fu Ying and the Flame Guards, in the hearts of everyone in the Human Race who knew even a little bit about the situation, there was already a common and basic understanding.

Donggong Li? Lin Yan?

They were Revered Master and disciple!

Even in Donggong Li's own heart, he thought so too.

And only Lin Yan knew for himself.

Now they were... The ancient and heavy aura slowly faded, and the intense vibration receded like a tide. Blue Star returned to tranquility.

However, despite this, everyone still looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with tension and unease.

Right then, a voice that was not particularly loud, but echoed clearly in every corner of Blue Star, rang out softly.

"It's fine."

This voice seemed to carry a strange magic, causing everyone's tensed heartstrings to instantly relax.

If the Leader says it's fine, then it's definitely fine!

They were filled with trust for the youth who had just saved Blue Star from the brink of total destruction.

At the same time.

A sharp whistle of "Swish—!" was heard.

A cold light streaked across the sky like a bolt of lightning.

It seemed like a trail left by a casual passing, but its speed and power were staggering.

Ming Qianhan, kneeling in mid-air, trembled all over.

"Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!"

His eyes widened, his eyeballs nearly bulging out of their sockets; unable to speak, he could only let out painful whimpers.

Two arms, mixed with blood, flew and scattered in the air.

"Continue."

A faint voice sounded in the ears of Tan Gaofei and the others.

Immediately.

They grinned in unison and replied together.

"You got it!"