Misty Peak summit.
The name plaque hanging over the entrance of the Sect Leader's Great Hall, under the illumination of light, flickers with a soft golden glow.
Especially those five golden stars, shining like bright lamps!
All the disciples and elders gaze upon it, unable to suppress the solemn expressions on their faces, their eyes filled with respect.
"Five stars, finally five stars!"
Ye Feng murmurs softly, his gaze growing even more determined, then looks towards the nearly one million guests present and speaks loudly:
"Thank you all for your presence."
"Today, our Misty Sect has finally been promoted to five stars; the road ahead is still long, let us witness it together!"
"This cup, I'll drink first!"
Saying so, Ye Feng lifts the sacred cup from the table, gulping down the Dragonfolk medicinal wine in one go.
"Congratulations to Misty Sect for ascending to Five Stars, the path to a Holy Land is close at hand!" the guests shout as they raise their glasses.
