Twenty-seven thousand meters. Twenty-eight thousand meters. Her body began to tremble violently. Her beautiful face turned slightly pale, but the determination in her eyes remained unwavering. Her breathing grew heavy, yet she continued to force herself upward, half a meter at a time. At that limit, Xiao Yue carved her name. Her movements were graceful yet carried absolute power. Flames and lightning erupted from the inscription, then flowed swiftly into her body, greatly enhancing her bloodline. Moreover, her understanding of the Dao and martial paths, which had previously been vague, suddenly became clear in her mind. A burst of light enveloped her body, but it posed no harm. On the contrary, it symbolized perfection. When Xiao Yue descended, she did not utter a single word. However, the aura emanating from her body had transformed. She now stood not only equal to Xiao Rui in terms of the realm, but even slightly surpassed him in stability and depth of energy. A serene glow radiat

Xiao Zimo didn’t blink. His breath was caught in his throat. “Who exactly is Xiao Tian? He possesses the same level of talent as His Excellency, the Supreme God, Xiao Jian.” His voice came out in a low tone as if he couldn’t believe what he was witnessing. Xiao Yue shook his head slowly, but his voice remained clear and calm, like a stream flowing through cracks in stone. “No, you’re wrong. Look at his face. He’s not resisting the pressure. That means he hasn’t reached his limit yet.” That sentence made everyone freeze. Their chests tightened as if the truth had slapped them awake. They stared at Xiao Tian, who stood calmly in midair as if he were merely standing on the ground—not under the immense pressure at two hundred thousand meters high. There were no signs of exhaustion. No trace of struggle. Even his breathing remained steady, like someone who had just finished a light exercise. Xiao Rui clenched his fists tighter. His fingernails had pierced into his flesh, and blood dripp

While Xiao Tian still sat cross-legged in the void, slowly absorbing the understanding from the ancient texts that poured endlessly into his mind, the world outside the core region of the Starry Sky Inheritance erupted into an unstoppable commotion. All the old monsters from the great powers of the Starry Sky Realm, who had been silently and coldly observing until now, were frozen in place. Their gazes were fixed on the peak of the golden pillar that pierced the sky, where a single name was etched—unrivaled, unaccompanied, with no one else above or beside it. That name was carved so clearly that even those thousands of kilometers away could still see its glow with the naked eye. XIAO TIAN. The name was not just etched, but shone so brightly it outshone the sun. Its light pierced through the mists of the starry sky, illuminating mountains, valleys, and hidden plains. The golden pillar, long revered as the measure of talent throughout history, now seemed to bow before the brillian

The silence that had briefly returned was shattered once more when Xiao Tian shifted his gaze to Xiao Yue. His expression was calmer than before, but it hadn’t lost its sharpness. There was no hostility, but neither was there any softness. “You're a little different from your companions. Don’t make me lose what little respect I have left,” he said—his voice flat, yet carrying an unmistakable warning. He then glanced briefly at Xiao Zimo. “Advise him, before I truly kill him.” BOOM!!! The killing intent hidden within Xiao Tian’s body exploded like a violent storm. That pressure was not mere energy. It was the absolute will of someone who had burned through the world’s limitations—someone no longer bound by human-made laws or clan codes. That aura surged like a wave, swallowing everything around him. Every particle of air seemed to scream under the weight of it, and the space nearby trembled in utter silence. Thousands of shadowy figures resembling death stood behind him—not litera

While everyone was still talking about the name Xiao Tian that had shaken the entire Starry Sky Realm, the giant gate connected directly to the Starry Sky Inheritance World suddenly began to tremble. A rumbling sound shattered the silence, like the collapse of a world splitting from within. Dimensional cracks appeared faintly at the edges of the gate, and from there, the final figure they had been waiting for—and feared the most—slowly emerged. Xiao Tian. His footsteps were steady. He stepped out calmly, turning his back to the giant gate he had just passed through. There was no sign of haste or fear. His eyes were expressionless, yet filled with resolve. However, the moment his feet touched the ground outside the gate, Xiao Tian immediately felt a different atmospheric pressure—dense and suffocating. The air was thick like dimensional mud, as if rejecting his presence. His breathing grew heavy, his chest weighed down as if pressed by thousands of tons. “Damn it, why did I come ou