Chapter 348: Holy Son Selection of the Great Thousand Divine Universe

The words fell, and before Feng Caichen could say anything else, the already vague figure of the old man began to dissipate like sand in the wind, slowly becoming transparent, finally turning into specks of shimmering light, completely merging into the Void and drifting away.

There was no earth‑shaking farewell, only a calm dissolution, which made the resolve and transcendence even more evident.

Feng Caichen's outstretched hand lingered in midair, then slowly withdrew.

He stared at the direction where the old man vanished, standing stunned for a moment, the emotions surging in his eyes finally turning into deep resolve.

He straightened his robe, his expression solemn, and towards that direction he performed a profound, deep bow with utmost respect.

The bow was filled with endless gratitude and respect for his teaching master and guiding senior.

After the bow, he straightened his posture, his demeanor returning to his usual cool calm, but his gaze was sharper and more resolute than ever before.

His right hand gently brushed the sword‑shaped pendant at his chest, its light now subdued and its style restored to simplicity, and he carefully secured it close to his body.

It was not merely a token, but a vessel of precious inheritance and memory.

Ye Wuque watched silently the whole time, feeling the same in his heart.

He recalled his own confusion and fear when Kong left, and he fully understood Feng Caichen's feelings at this moment.

Without many words, Ye Wuque stepped forward, walked to Feng Caichen's side, standing shoulder to shoulder, their gazes fixed on the same Void, then spoke softly, his tone sincere with congratulations and clear understanding: "Lao Feng… congratulations… you have attained the Human King Extreme Realm…"

Feng Caichen heard this, turned his head toward Ye Wuque, and a faint, sincere smile finally appeared on his clear, handsome face.

He naturally understood that, with Ye Wuque's insight and experience, the key had already been seen.

"Hehe, Lao Ye, congratulations to you as well…"

Feng Caichen's gaze swept over Ye Wuque, also sensing that uniquely profound, flawless, as if containing a pocket of spacetime, aura—an aura that, unlike his own Extreme Realm of Sword Dao, had likewise reached the pinnacle of the Human King.

The two exchanged a smile, everything conveyed without words.

There was no need to ask what hardships and chances the other had endured; it was enough to know that the other had also successfully walked the supreme path, and neither had wasted this splendid youth and innate talent, which was the greatest comfort.

More importantly, Ye Wuque at this moment was certain that Feng Caichen, like him, was a rare… All-Extreme Realm Beings!

From the Body Refining Realm to the Human King Realm, the five fundamental realms have all reached the Extreme Realm!

This is not only a symbol of strength, but also proof of supreme potential and invincible Dao Foundation!

My Dao is not solitary; dear friends walk together—what could be more exhilarating than this?

While these close friends were immersed in this silent tacit understanding and joy, above the ultimate battlefield's sky, the swirling multicolored afterglow suddenly split to both sides like a water curtain, and an immense, just, all‑watching will spread silently.

Immediately after, a figure of an old man cloaked in a plain grey robe appeared silently in the high sky.

His face was aged, his eyes like an ancient well, as if he had witnessed the rise and fall of countless epochs of Heavenly Pride.

He was the envoy of the Great Thousand Divine Universe tasked with overseeing this Youth Supreme Trial.

The Grey‑robed Old Man looked down upon the many Heavenly Pride who had endured trials and gathered here, his gaze lingering briefly on Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen, a hint of unmasked astonishment flashing in the depths of his eyes before returning to calm.

His aged yet grand voice resonated clearly into the ears of every being:

"Youth Supreme Trial… ends here…"

"You all… follow me…"

"Congratulations, you have become the Youth Supreme recognized by the Great Thousand Divine Universe!"

The voice fell, causing a slight stir below.

It's over? Finally the moment of final reckoning has arrived!

But the Grey‑robed Old Man's next words made everyone's hearts jump:

"Due to the special circumstances of this fractured spacetime battlefield opening… the original plan has undergone some changes…"

The Grey‑robed Old Man continued, his tone now bearing an indescribable solemnity:

"Now… those Youth Supremes who agree to join the Great Thousand Divine Universe… may follow me…"

"Because what follows… the Great Thousand Divine Universe will witness a great event…"

He paused briefly, a divine light flickering in his aged eyes, and declared word by word, clearly:

"The Holy Son Selection, which the Great Thousand Divine Universe opens only once each Dark Era, will begin immediately!"

"All of you… have a chance to participate!"

Holy Son Selection?!

Those four words thundered like four bolts in the hearts of the Heavenly Pride!

After a brief stupefaction, an almost boiling euphoria and shock erupted!

Holy Son!

Holy Son of the Great Thousand Divine Universe!

That is truly one of the most supreme prestigious titles among the young generation of the Zhutian Wanjie!

It represents supreme glory, endless resources, and an unimaginable future!

It opens only once per era!

Its competition is fierce, its opportunities vast, beyond imagination!

The Grey‑robed Old Man finished speaking, said no more, and simply waited in silence.