On the towering battle platform, Dongbo Xueying sat alone in a cross-legged position, facing the countless cultivators below as he began his discourse without preamble.
The multitude of cultivators, well-versed in etiquette, all seated themselves cross-legged as well. Some exotic beasts crouched or lay down, not a single sound escaping them—all listened obediently. At this moment, any loud chatter would provoke collective outrage; even private exchanges were limited to voice transmissions.
He first spoke of **Slaughter**, as many cultivators sought enlightenment in this path. Dongbo Xueying started from the Transcendent level, briefly outlining its principles before delving deeper into the many branches of the Slaughter lineage. Each branch was expounded upon until reaching the Void God realm. Given his current mastery, his insights were profound and illuminating, swiftly clarifying even the most intricate aspects. Many weaker cultivators below listened with fervor, while even some fortunate lesser deities, World Gods, and True Gods found themselves utterly entranced.
Even those who had already reached the Void God realm were astonished, gaining fresh revelations.
“Impressive.”
“I’ve long been a Void God, yet I never realized the Slaughter Path had so many applications even at the True God stage,” murmured many listeners, their understanding of cultivation renewed.
Among the countless cultivators, occasional surges of breakthrough energy flickered—hardly surprising. During the Star Conference, breakthroughs and epiphanies were common, as these lower-tier cultivators rarely received guidance from the true elites.
For a full nine hours, Dongbo Xueying expounded on the various branches of the Slaughter Path, from Transcendent to Void God.
Then, he shifted to **Illusions**.
His explanation of Illusions followed the same structure—starting from the Transcendent level and ascending to Void God—lasting another nine hours.
With the first phase of public discourse concluded, it was time for the cultivators to seek personal guidance.
“Those with doubts may now ask,” Dongbo Xueying paused, smiling as his voice resonated across the venue.
“Senior!”
“Senior Dongbo!”
Thousands among the seated, crouched, or reclining cultivators rose to their feet. By the Star Conference’s rules, standing during the discourse signaled a request for guidance.
Most who stood were below the Void God realm, with only a dozen or so Void Gods among them—after all, the first phase primarily catered to lower-tier cultivators.
“Come forth,” Dongbo Xueying commanded, manipulating space to lift three hundred cultivators onto the platform. The weakest among them was merely a Transcendent child, while the strongest had just entered the Void God realm. With limited time, not all could be addressed, but a selection sufficed—many questions overlapped.
Whoosh—
The three hundred cultivators, now airborne, landed on the platform, excitement palpable. They had been granted a rare opportunity.
“Senior Dongbo,” they bowed in unison, regardless of race.
“One at a time,” Dongbo Xueying smiled, his gaze settling on the youngest—a slightly plump girl.
Nervous, the girl straightened. Her father worked as a server in a tavern within Blade Emperor City, and she had been born there, only now gaining the chance to attend the discourse. In the Sacred World, she had been born a Transcendent, her intellect naturally sharp. Yet, she had grasped only fragments of Dongbo Xueying’s teachings, the later portions eluding her.
“Senior,” she greeted, her voice clear and sweet, before posing her question.
—
Time flowed.
The first phase of Dongbo Xueying’s discourse lasted eighteen hours, followed by nearly ten more hours guiding the three hundred cultivators.
Then came the second phase—focusing on the **Void God: Nascent Birth** realm. Again, he began with Slaughter before transitioning to Illusions, this time completing his lecture in twelve hours. Another twenty hours were spent instructing three hundred more cultivators.
The third phase addressed the **Void God: Unity** realm…
The audience below listened in rapture, their reverence for Dongbo Xueying deepening. True mastery was evident in his words—as the sole Unity realm among the five conference masters, his insights were unparalleled, frequently sparking enlightenment.
Even the Chaos realm overlords observed patiently, for this discourse was the Six Sacred Lands’ gift to ordinary cultivators.
“Dongbo Xueying lives up to his reputation as the strongest Unity realm across both Sacred Worlds. His Rule-Oriented path grants him exceptional clarity in instruction,” the Chaos realm giants murmured among themselves. Indeed, in the art of discourse, the Rule-Oriented and Sorcerer systems reigned supreme, their explanations the most lucid.
“Impressive.”
“Even some Chaos realm experts might not match Dongbo Xueying in guiding these ordinary cultivators.”
They appraised him openly.
Meanwhile, Palace Master Bayun, ever eager to provoke, watched coldly, displeasure simmering within. Reluctant as he was to admit it, he recognized that in lower-tier guidance, Dongbo Xueying had illuminated aspects he himself had never considered. As a **Ancient Cultivator**, Bayun’s path was singular—elevating the Bayun Legacy alone.
“Now we reach the Unity realm. The deeper he delves, the more likely he is to err.” Bayun’s selfish, domineering nature chafed at Dongbo Xueying’s stellar performance.
The masses below cared little for high-level disputes. To them, Senior Dongbo’s teachings were invaluable, and they immersed themselves wholly.
Even those who couldn’t comprehend committed every word to memory. Some of Dongbo Xueying’s demonstrations, however, were too profound to retain—though the spoken wisdom could be revisited later.
Finally—
As the discourse ascended in profundity, Dongbo Xueying’s exposition on the Unity realm’s Slaughter Path reached the **Sixth Level of the Star Tower**—the zenith of his current lecture.
“Hmm?” Palace Master Bayun’s eyes gleamed. “How laughable. Those of higher strength may lecture with ease, but he dares speak on this level when he himself is only at the Sixth Level? I’ve found his flaw.”
—
The Unity realm’s complexities demanded thirty hours of exposition before Dongbo Xueying concluded.
“Those with doubts may approach,” he announced.
Tens of thousands of Unity realm cultivators rose from below. Traveling from afar was no trivial feat—spatial teleportation arrays were costly—so most who made the journey were of considerable strength.
Dongbo Xueying prepared to select three hundred among them. Once their queries were addressed, his discourse would conclude.
“Elder Dongbo, I too have some understanding of the Slaughter Path. I seek your guidance,” a voice interjected.
Dongbo Xueying looked up. A gaunt man descended from the high platform—**Palace Master Bayun**.
The audience stirred.
“A Chaos realm expert!”
During the Star Conference, Chaos realm giants typically served as masters. Their lectures often touched on **breaking through to Chaos**, inviting challenges from peers. Debates between Chaos realm experts—even sparring—were beneficial, offering diverse perspectives to aspiring Unity realm cultivators.
But Dongbo Xueying was merely a Unity realm. The Chaos realm overlords had assumed none would stoop to challenge him—such an act would be beneath their dignity, almost insulting.
“Palace Master Bayun.” Dongbo Xueying rose. Facing a Chaos realm expert, remaining seated would be discourteous.
“I mean no disrespect. For the sake of all present, I must debate you,” Bayun declared, feigning magnanimity.
“Proceed,” Dongbo Xueying nodded.
“You claim the essence of the Slaughter Path lies in **accumulation**, with **release** secondary, correct?” Bayun pressed.
“For the Unity realm, yes. Accumulation is paramount,” Dongbo Xueying affirmed.
“Then strike at me. I shall counter with only Sixth-Level strength,” Bayun smirked. “You’ll soon see which truly matters.”
“Very well.”
In debates, when words failed, action prevailed.
**Boom—**
Elder Xinxiang, overseeing the platform, activated a barrier to shield the spectators from stray energies.
“Senior Dongbo is facing a Chaos realm expert in combat!”
The crowd buzzed with anticipation.
This was the Star Conference’s pinnacle confrontation thus far.
“Be careful.”
Dongbo Xueying summoned ebony lances, their tips lethally sharp.
Opposite him, Bayun merely extended his bare right hand—no scales, no armor—his disdain palpable.
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