However, this is a lifeless planet, not the star in my memory.

Despite the resemblance.

Yang Yan landed, seeing only a barren desolation.

"Ah!"

Yang Yan started to destroy wildly, unaware when he gained such strength.

Yet he managed to shatter a massive celestial body in its prime with just a few punches.

He seemed possessed, lost in madness...

In the end, Yang Yan grew tired, stopping and closing his eyes, finding a spot in the desert to sit cross-legged.

Letting the fierce winds ravage around him, letting the sand and dust envelop and bury him.

I am an immortal presence between heaven and earth!

I am the ruler of all things!

In my hands, I control the life and death of countless beings!

How could I possibly die?!

At the final moment, Yang Yan's powerful will suddenly erupted.

His desire to live arose from nothing to something, from something to continuously strengthening!

Yang Yan broke through!

It wasn't a breakthrough in realm or strength.

More accurately, it was a breakthrough on a spiritual level. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

He successfully raised his foot and stepped into a new world that had opened its gates for him.

All the illusions vanished, and Yang Yan returned to the ancient castle.

This was the world after opening the door.

"Your spiritual power, martial prowess, and willpower have all reached the passing standard. You qualify to join our Star-Picking Palace."

Upon hearing the voice, Yang Yan suddenly opened his eyes.

He hadn't yet emerged from the long passage of time he'd experienced in the illusion, his reactions and thoughts sluggish.

Not until the gears in his brain ground past the initial stiffness and began to turn smoothly again.

Yang Yan first glanced around to observe his surroundings.

It surprisingly was a grand hall in the ancient Huaxia style.

And he was sitting cross-legged on a puduan.

In front of him was an old Daoist wearing an unfamiliar robe, with a beard as white as snow.

"How did I... come to the Dao Hall? What is this place?"

Yang Yan obviously hadn't paid attention to the first words the old Daoist said. He patted his head, which was throbbing painfully.

The old Daoist did not mind, looking at Yang Yan and speaking to himself:

"After the collapse of three epochs, the fourth epoch has just begun, and I finally await you. Star-Picking Palace has not seen the light for four epochs."

"What are you talking about?"

Yang Yan, having come to his senses, stood up alertly and looked at the old Daoist.

Because he realized he couldn't see through this old Daoist!

This old Daoist was definitely not an ordinary person!

"One flower, one world; one leaf, one bodhi."

The old Daoist seemed to be talking to himself while looking at Yang Yan:

"This is the place of inheritance for Star-Picking Palace's named disciples, transformed into a speck of dust, waiting here for three epochs."

"Star-Picking Palace? Named disciple? I'm not interested!"

Yang Yan shook his head and said.

Without knowing who the other party was or understanding their bottom line, he didn't want to offend recklessly and appeared rather respectful.

If it were another place or another person, he might have gone up and given them a good beating.

"You don't want to?"

The old Daoist's impassive face finally showed some expression:

"Originally, it wasn't forced, but it's been three epochs since I last accepted a disciple; I cannot allow it to be up to you."

"Moreover, this is your fate! As the saying goes, a gift from heaven not taken will bring its own trouble."

"Every three epochs there is a core disciple position available from this trial site. Today, it will simply be yours!"

Yang Yan's expression changed, advising kindly:

"Old Daoist, forcing things produces no sweetness. You don't even know what my character is like, what if it doesn't meet your standards? Taking people indiscriminately isn't right."

"No matter."

The old Daoist waved his hand nonchalantly, glancing at Yang Yan and said:

"You are still in the Mortal Realm, where do you get the capital to refuse?"

"Do you know how many people wish earnestly to become a named disciple of the Star-Picking Palace but fail?"

"Moreover, what you speak of is not my concern. If you have the fortune to encounter a disciple from my Star-Picking Palace, naturally, you will be taken back. At that time, there are ways to judge your character."

Finishing the sentence, the old Daoist raised his right hand, and a starry light burst into Yang Yan's body.

Caught off guard, Yang Yan could only watch the starlight enter him, wide-eyed.

He hurried to circulate the energy within himself to expel the starry light.

"Don't move rashly! That is the energy of an entire galaxy plus a Star King Crystal Core! Do you wish to explode and die?"

Yang Yan instantly stopped.

It wasn't that he was foolish; he truly realized how terrifying that starlight was!

Yet under the control of the old Daoist, it was acting obediently inside him.

"I am going to transform your physique. Only core disciples of my Star-Picking Palace can possess the Star-Plucking Saint Body! This is your opportunity, cherish it well!"

After speaking, the old Daoist didn't appear to take any particular action, while Yang Yan, seated cross-legged on the ground, suddenly showed a painful expression.

The powerful energy began to rampage within Yang Yan, wreaking havoc on his blood vessels, meridians, and bones.

And all Yang Yan could do was endure, with no other options!

For the old Daoist, however, this was just the beginning.

He continued to comprehend Yang Yan's body's composition.

After the energy completed a cycle within Yang Yan's body, the old Daoist's face showed extreme astonishment.

"This is... a Flawless Divine Body!"

In the world, there are the ten great Sacred Bodies, the three thousand Dao Bodies, and countless Mortal Bodies.

And their Star-Plucking Saint Body stands among the top three fearsome existences of the ten great Sacred Bodies!

People know that possessing a Dao Body in the current Great World means an unmatched talent, a genius among geniuses.

But what a Sacred Body represents needs no more explanation.

However, many know that above the Sacred Body, there is a Divine Body that only legend speaks of!

This kind of Divine Body exists only in legends, never witnessed by anyone!

Only some records document the Divine Body!

"I... hahaha! Hahaha..."

The old Daoist, initially too excited to speak while looking at Yang Yan, finally burst into hearty laughter.

As the pain stimulus receded, Yang Yan came back to his senses and saw the old Daoist still laughing in front of him, angrily saying:

"Old fellow, are you happy watching me suffer?"

"No, no! Calm, calm, listen carefully and let me explain!"

The more the old Daoist looked at Yang Yan, the more he liked him. The affection in his eyes reminded Yang Yan of something sinister.

"How old are you to have such a perversion?"

Yang Yan said disgustedly.

"Haha, hahahaha..."

The old Daoist held his beard while looking at Yang Yan and couldn't stop laughing.

After quite a while, he recomposed himself and said seriously:

"Do you know this is already the Forgotten Land? Being devoid of Spiritual Qi, it was occupied by some low-level dark races."

"The only reason I've been staying here is because of the sect's teachings."

"But so much time has passed, it's feared that this Forgotten Land has been completely forsaken, so I have not received any messages from the sect."

"So what? Let me go!"

Yang Yan said angrily.

Although he knew clearly, this wasn't something possible.