Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

Immediately following, a deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth, accompanied by wailing and howling. Its azure-gold armor suddenly burst into flames, radiating a light countless times more brilliant than all the stars and moon combined. It ignited its life essence, its primordial spirit's essence, and even the armor's immortal materials, transforming them into the purest energy. It gathered all the stellar power around it, imbued with the supreme laws of spacetime, and fearlessly charged towards the towering figure. Its aura surged to its absolute peak as it burned, reaching an unprecedented zenith!
“Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Shu, Zu, Qian, Xing!”

"Thunderbolt from the heavens!"

"Dingzhen!"

At this moment, the imposing figure riding the cauldron spoke for the first time. His voice was deep and majestic, as if it contained the rhythm of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. Even across the endless river of time, countless cultivators on the border battlefield could still hear his voice clearly, as if the source of the voice was right next to their ears, making their souls buzz.

The three sentences resonated throughout heaven and earth, as if the Heavenly Emperor had descended upon the world and issued an unparalleled decree, grand and imposing, carrying an unquestionable majesty.

The nine ancient characters he uttered instantly transformed into nine orbs of light of different colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black, and white, corresponding to the profound mysteries of the Nine Secrets of Heaven and Earth. These nine orbs of light merged into the spiral fruit above his head, and the fruit suddenly erupted with a dazzling burst of lightning. Countless bolts of lightning converged into a pillar of lightning that pierced through the heavens and earth, carrying the thunderous power to subdue immortals and destroy demons, before disappearing into the Cauldron of All Things' Mother Qi beneath his feet.

Finally, the cauldron absorbed the power of thunder and the profound mysteries of the Nine Secrets, unleashing its boundless might. The sun, moon, and star patterns engraved on its body came to life, evolving into a small world above its mouth, containing supreme sealing techniques. With an aura that could shatter the heavens and split the earth, the cauldron instantly pierced through all obstacles, crashing down like a meteor onto the burning azure-gold armored being!
"puff!"

The creature clad in lapis lazuli armor could no longer maintain its defense. It coughed up a mouthful of golden blood, staggered backward, and the burning light of its armor quickly dimmed. The dent in its chest became more severe, and even its helmet was knocked off, revealing a face covered in blood and filled with resentment.

The towering figure seized the opportunity, moving with lightning speed, his moves bold and sweeping, exuding an aura of grandeur and righteousness. He grabbed his opponent's shoulder and then ripped it apart with tremendous force!
With a sharp tearing sound, the incomparably powerful creature, along with its azure-gold armor, was forcibly ripped in two! Blood and internal organs spilled into the void, and even its primordial spirit was torn in two by this tear, letting out a shrill scream before quickly dissipating completely under the erosion of lightning and primordial energy.

The Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron trembled slightly in the air, its mouth glowing and unleashing a powerful suction force that drew in the torn corpse, scattered blood, and shattered armor fragments, transforming them into nourishment within the cauldron.

"hiss--"

The battle in the alternate dimension came to an end. On the desolate battlefield, cultivators from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and from other realms gasped in unison. The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence, save for the gasps of shock and the pounding of hearts. Everyone trembled, their faces filled with disbelief.

They witnessed a clash of titans that transcended the ages, seeing how a peerless powerhouse swiftly annihilated an opponent of equal strength. The imposing figure of that man, though still facing away from them, stood like an immortal monument, deeply etched into the hearts of everyone present. The cultivators of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths ignited a fierce fighting spirit in their eyes, while the cultivators from the foreign realms wore expressions of fear, their morale suffering an unprecedented blow.

Above the abyss, the drop of crimson blood still floated silently, radiating a dazzling light, as if silently cheering for this victory. The phantoms of the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron and the Spiral Fruit slowly dissipated in the alternate dimension, and the figure of the towering man gradually blurred, seemingly about to return to his original time and space. But the deterrent he left behind was like an invisible net, covering the entire borderland battlefield, preventing the alien army from making any rash moves.

Anlan's chariot remained silent. The Immortal King within seemed lost in thought, making no move. The winds of the borderlands continued to blow, and the yellow sands continued to swirl, but the atmosphere of the battlefield had subtly shifted. That strike, transcending the ages, not only slayed a powerful enemy but also brought new hope to the heavens and the earth, making everyone understand that even facing the Immortal King's oppressive aura, they were not without a chance of victory—for behind them stood a group of supreme beings who had transcended time and space to protect them.

"Master!"

Two simple syllables traversed the long river of time, crossing countless ages, drifting from the abyss of heaven, spreading to the nine heavens and ten earths and other realms. The sound was not like a thunderclap, but it carried a power that pierced through all illusions, as if it had existed since the beginning of the universe, or as if it were gently echoing at the end of time. It swept across the boundless sea of ​​stars, brushed over the parched earth, passed through the barriers of cultivators' consciousness, and finally settled steadily in the depths of the hearts of every living being.

The call, though soft, resonated deeply within the minds of countless cultivators, shaking their very souls. The cultivators of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths felt their consciousness throb, their spiritual energy surging uncontrollably, as if an invisible Daoist rhythm flowed through them with the call, causing them to instinctively hold their breath. The alien beings felt the same way; a rare stillness appeared on their狰狞 faces, their thick arms hovering in mid-air, their fierce eyes filled with disbelief.

In that instant, the boundless desert fell into deathly silence. This battlefield, once stained with blood and torn apart by divine light, now seemed to freeze even the wind and sand. The swirling sand hung in mid-air, the blood droplets that had not yet fallen froze in the void, and the broken immortal bones and shattered magical artifacts in the distance appeared exceptionally clear in this sudden silence.

Whether they were cultivators from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths or beings from other realms, they all stood frozen in place, as if struck by lightning, their expressions stunned and bewildered. The word "Master" echoed repeatedly in their minds, trying to comprehend the astonishing amount of information contained behind those two simple words. A powerful being from another dimension, capable of shattering a golden-backed bull across time and space and destroying galaxies with a wave of their hand, would actually perform such a grand ceremony before a seemingly ordinary cultivator? This completely overturned their understanding of power levels. Only their eyes, filled with astonishment, fell upon Jiang Han. Countless gazes, as if tangible, converged into an invisible pressure, enveloping Jiang Han. These gazes contained shock, confusion, awe, doubt, and a barely perceptible hint of scrutiny, as if trying to dissect Jiang Han from the inside out, to see what secrets this being, who could make a Celestial King-level expert become his disciple, truly possessed.

In that instant, Jiang Han became the focus of all cultivators in the borderlands, including An Lan, the king of the other realm! For the first time, a subtle fluctuation appeared in An Lan's eyes, which were originally as indifferent as eternal ice. His eyes, which could see through the illusions of time and space, narrowed slightly as they fell on Jiang Han, trying to find any clues related to that powerful figure from another time and space.

"How...how is this possible!" a young cultivator exclaimed in shock, his voice hoarse and shrill. He rubbed his eyes hard, as if doubting he was hallucinating. "Is what I saw real! That mysterious powerhouse from another dimension actually knelt before Ancestor Hongjun!"

“Didn’t you hear how he addressed Hongjun Ancestor? Master!” An old cultivator with white hair and beard spoke in a trembling voice. His withered fingers gripped his cane tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. “The word ‘Master’ is heavier than Mount Tai. In the cultivation world, it means inheritance and lineage. It is not something that can be uttered casually!”

"What exactly is going on? If this mysterious powerhouse has also survived since the Immortal Ancient Era, then why doesn't he belong to this era?" A cultivator frowned, deeply puzzled. "After the Immortal Ancient War, the order of the heavens was reshaped, and we have never heard of Ancestor Hongjun having such a disciple!"

"Is he really Hongjun Patriarch's disciple?" Some even questioned, their gazes sweeping back and forth between Jiang Han and the towering figure in Tianyuan. "Although Hongjun Patriarch is strong, in our understanding, he is at most a True Immortal in terms of combat power. How could he teach a disciple at the Immortal King level? This doesn't make sense!"

……

After a moment of silence, the cultivators of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths recovered from their shock, their mouths agape, staring at Jiang Han in disbelief, intently watching his every move. Their discussions surged like a tide, gradually escalating from whispers to a cacophony, each person trying to explain this incredible scene in their own understanding. Some consulted ancient texts, attempting to find connections between Hongjun Ancestor and powerful beings from other dimensions; others recalled past rumors, speculating whether this mysterious figure had received guidance from Hongjun Ancestor in a forgotten era; still others began to reassess Jiang Han's strength, feeling that their previous judgments might have been too superficial.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, you...you have such a disciple!" Meng Tianzheng swallowed hard. He had lived for millions of years, experienced the bloodshed of the ancient immortal war, witnessed the unparalleled divine might of the Immortal King, and seen the rise and fall of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Yet, at this moment, he could not maintain his extraordinary composure, his face filled with astonishment. The wrinkles on his weathered face deepened with shock, and his cloudy eyes gleamed with disbelief.

He couldn't imagine that someone who could destroy galaxies with a wave of his hand in a battle across different dimensions, and whose mere pressure across time and space could shatter a golden-backed bull, and who dared to boast of killing the Immortal King An Lan, would actually call this Hongjun Ancestor before him "Master"! In Meng Tianzheng's understanding, Immortal King level experts were already at the top of the cultivation pyramid. They were arrogant and conceited, regarding ordinary cultivators as ants. Not to mention kneeling to become a disciple, they might not even show much respect to experts of the same level.

Moreover, in his view, although this Hongjun Ancestor was very powerful and had demonstrated extraordinary combat strength in his previous battle against the alien supreme, he could at most fight against a True Immortal, far from being comparable to an Immortal King. Between a True Immortal and an Immortal King, there was an insurmountable chasm, a fundamental difference in the level of life, a complete mastery of the laws of the Great Dao, which could not be bridged by simple accumulation of power.

But then, the mysterious powerhouse from the other dimension, possessing at least the strength of an Immortal King, knelt before him! This kneeling shattered Meng Tianzheng's understanding and stunned all the veteran cultivators present. He simply couldn't comprehend what was happening! From which era did this mysterious powerhouse from the other dimension originate? And when did he become a disciple of Hongjun Ancestor? Had Hongjun Ancestor concealed his strength? Or was there some special causal connection between this powerhouse's cultivation path and Hongjun Ancestor's?
"Did you hear that? The guy who dared to challenge the King is actually that person's disciple!" From the alien camp, a creature with three heads and six arms cried out in disbelief. Its three heads were filled with horror, and its six eyes were fixed on Jiang Han, as if it had seen some unbelievable monster.

"That man killed five of our Supreme Beings! Even the Demon Eye Supreme Being died at his hands!" Another alien being clad in black scales said through gritted teeth, his voice filled with hatred and fear. Ye Fan's swift and decisive attack across time and space, instantly annihilating five alien Supreme Beings, still haunted them. Now, learning that such a powerful figure had a master, and that he was in the opposing camp, their shock was unimaginable.

"If it weren't for him, we would have conquered the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths without even the King's intervention!" a creature from another realm roared, its voice filled with resentment. They had thought that with the divine might of the Immortal King An Lan, coupled with the combat power of many Supreme Beings, they would be able to easily flatten the Imperial Pass and sweep across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. However, they never expected that a powerful being from another dimension would appear halfway through, disrupting all their plans.

"Why is he the master of that person from the other dimension?!" More beings from other realms voiced their bewildered questions, their gazes towards Jiang Han filled with complex emotions—disdain, suspicion, and a deeply hidden fear. In their eyes, Jiang Han's cultivation was mediocre, completely unworthy of being the master of that Immortal King-level expert; there must be some hidden reason they didn't know.

……

The alien creatures also reacted one after another, and a clamor arose as they discussed Jiang Han intensely, their faces filled with strange expressions and confusion. Their discussions intertwined with those of the cultivators from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, making the entire border desert incredibly noisy. Only the area above the Heavenly Abyss remained shrouded in an eerie and solemn atmosphere.

"Your Majesty, what...what's going on..." The otherworldly immortal appeared behind An Lan, clad in golden armor, surrounded by an immortal divine radiance. His brows furrowed slightly, somewhat puzzled. As an immortal-level powerhouse, his knowledge far surpassed that of ordinary otherworldly beings, yet this scene before him was also beyond his comprehension. (End of Chapter)