BTTH : Emperor Yang-Chapter 637: Falling Star Pavilion

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Early the next morning.

Everyone packed up thoroughly, taking away everything that could be moved — even the medicine fields weren’t spared.

Soon after, they all gathered inside the grand hall.

Yao Lao held the hands of the two little ones, and when he saw that everyone had arrived, he gave a small nod.

With a light wave of his hand.

The space before them tore open, revealing a pitch-black spatial rift. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Grandmaster, where are we going?" The two little ones, each clinging to one of Yao Lao’s legs, blinked their big, round eyes and asked curiously.

"Hehe, Grandmaster is taking you all back to our real home, how about that?" Yao Lao smiled kindly as he looked down at them.

"Our real home? Is it where Grandmaster used to live before?" Wei Ye tilted his head and asked.

"Yes, it’s the place where Grandmaster used to live. From now on, that will also be where we all live — our home," Yao Lao replied with a gentle smile.

"Mm." The two little ones nodded earnestly.

"Hehe, come then, Grandmaster will take you to roam the void." Yao Lao chuckled, bent down to lift the two children into his arms, and stepped first into the spatial rift.

After that, the others followed one after another. Wei Yang was the last to enter. His steps paused slightly as he turned to glance back at the now empty grand hall. Then, he turned and left. With a wave of his hand, the spatial rift slowly closed.

Their departure didn’t alert anyone — not even the Three Leaders knew. The once vast and bustling residence was now completely deserted, its surroundings wrapped by a spatial barrier. And with everyone gone, it soon fell into complete silence.

Falling Star Pavilion.

Located in the Southern Region of Central Plains.

Among the so-called Four Pavilions, the disciples of Falling Star Pavilion were the fewest in number. Of course, though their numbers were extremely small, their quality fortunately made up for it.

Every disciple of Falling Star Pavilion possessed exceptional cultivation talent. Because there were few of them, resources could be heavily concentrated to nurture them — the Pavilion took the elite route.

Thus, throughout the Southern Region of Central Plains, many people knew that if they ever encountered a disciple of Falling Star Pavilion, they must never underestimate them because of their young age or appearance.

For within Falling Star Pavilion, no mediocrities were ever accepted. Among the Four Pavilions, Falling Star Pavilion not only had the smallest number of disciples but was also the most mysterious.

Unlike the other three, which built their headquarters to be grand and majestic — allowing anyone to immediately feel the might of their power upon sight — Falling Star Pavilion was different.

Unless one knew it extremely well, even locating the Pavilion’s true headquarters would be almost impossible. Precisely because of that, Falling Star Pavilion carried an air of mystery in the eyes of outsiders.

The distance between the Pill Region and the Southern Region of Central Plains was extremely vast. Even with Yao Lao’s speed, it still took them nearly half a month to finally reach the Southern Region’s territory.

Of course, that was because Yao Lao deliberately slowed his pace to travel alongside Wei Yang and the others. Otherwise, if he were traveling alone, his speed would’ve been much faster.

After arriving in the Southern Region, they spent another seven or eight days before finally stopping at the outskirts of a mountain range called the Sky Star Mountains.

"Falling Star Pavilion is located within this Sky Star Mountain Range. Hehe, that place is quite peculiar — without a special method of entry, even a Dou Zun would find it impossible to enter."

Seeing the familiar lush mountain range ahead, Feng Zun Zhe exhaled softly, turned around, and smiled at Wei Yang and the others.

"It’s been so many years since I last came back here." Yao Lao gazed at the endless stretch of verdant mountains ahead and sighed softly.

"You’ve got a lot of nerve saying that," Feng Zun Zhe said, shaking his head.

"We built Falling Star Pavilion together, but you, you just threw everything at me afterward — I was the one running around handling all the affairs while you played the carefree old man. You nearly drove me mad back then."

"Hehe." Yao Lao chuckled and said, "You know I’m not fond of troublesome matters. Back then, I only helped create Falling Star Pavilion on a whim."

Hearing that, Feng Zun Zhe could only shake his head helplessly. With this old fellow, there really was nothing he could do. Then he turned around, waved to the group, and took the lead, swiftly heading deep into the mountain range.

Behind him, Wei Yang and the others exchanged a light smile and followed along. The group flew swiftly through the vast mountain range for about ten minutes before the leading Feng Zun Zhe finally slowed down and came to a halt.

Wei Yang and the others behind him were slightly taken aback. Their gazes swept around, only to see that the surroundings were still a lush forest. There were no buildings, no visible peaks — it looked completely like an ordinary stretch of woodland.

However, upon closer inspection and careful sensing, everyone soon noticed a faint trace of something unusual. Especially Wei Yang, Xiao Yan, Ah Da, and Xian’er — those whose souls had already stepped into the Spirit Realm — their perception was even sharper and more distinct.

Of course, there was also Zi Yan. That little girl’s crystal-like lavender eyes flickered with a faint light as she immediately discerned the mystery hidden here at just one glance.

"This is a concealed grand formation — similar to a spatial barrier, but not quite the same," Wei Yang said softly.

"What an incredible setup," Xiao Yan sighed in admiration.

"Hehe, this is the Great Falling Star Formation of Falling Star Pavilion. This formation wasn’t constructed by human hands — it was naturally formed," Feng Zun Zhe said with a faint smile.

"It’s a naturally formed grand array?" Wei Yang and the others were all shocked upon hearing that.

Heaven and earth’s mysteries — profound and unfathomable indeed.

Feng Zun Zhe flipped his palm, and an ancient jade appeared in his hand. With a flick, the jade flew outward, and from within it, a stream of strange starlight radiated. As the starlight spread, the space before them gradually began to distort.

Before long, under everyone’s curious gazes, a massive spatial gate slowly took shape.

"Come, within this lies the true mountain gate of our Falling Star Pavilion," Feng Zun Zhe smiled, taking the first step through the spatial gate.

Wei Yang and the others followed closely behind, entering one after another. As everyone passed through, the spatial gate once again dispersed, vanishing without a trace. Upon stepping through, everyone felt their vision blur for an instant.

Then, as if the stars themselves had shifted, the world before their eyes suddenly changed. What had been a boundless sea of forest was now replaced by a towering mountain peak.

On the mountain, faintly visible structures dotted its slopes, and from within, they could even hear the faint shouts and battle fluctuations of people sparring and exchanging blows.

"Strictly speaking," Feng Zun Zhe said with a smile, "This is actually a special space formed by the fusion of meteorite starlight."

"Hehe, of course, it can’t compare to the immense small worlds constructed by Dou Sheng powerhouses. The area here is only about the size of a medium-sized city."

As he explained, Feng Zun Zhe continued, "However, since it was naturally formed, the concealment of this place is extremely high. Even if an ordinary Dou Zun were to fly directly over this area, they would find it almost impossible to detect the mysteries hidden here."

Hearing that, Wei Yang and the others couldn’t help but click their tongues in amazement. Indeed, unless one had an exceptionally sharp soul perception, even a Dou Zun passing by would find it hard to notice the strangeness here.

Only Zi Yan pouted slightly from the side, looking completely unimpressed. After all, to her, no hidden space could ever escape her eyes. Just like a firefly glowing in the dark — bright and impossible to miss.

Of course, that was a gift only those of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan possessed.

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