Yuanchu sat silently cross-legged atop a star, which had a surface akin to the moon—devoid of vegetation and water.
Thunderclouds rolled in, for as one who demonstrated the Dao through strength, he needed to undergo crossing tribulation; how terrifying a Saint Tribulation could be.
Yuanchu slowly opened his eyes, gazing upwards at the thunderclouds with fearless confidence shining in his eyes.
He knew he would become a saint!
Thus, when the day arrived, his heart remained tranquil like a secluded pool.
"Master, I have succeeded!"
Yuanchu turned to the Heavenly Emperor's great world, murmuring quietly.
Meanwhile, Qin Jun did not interrupt his teachings, appearing as if he was unaware of Yuanchu becoming a saint.
"Worthy to be called the strongest beneath the Saints, truly the first to become one!"
"Yuanchu Emperor became a saint, all thanks to the Heavenly Emperor!"