Even though Andrew Han had long known what to expect, when he truly faced Chenriver Palace, he still could not help but feel deeply shaken.
The nebula before his eyes was none other than Chenriver Palace itself.
Here, the cultivation geniuses of the entire Chenriver Empire gathered—countless brilliance converged at the heart of Chenriver, symbolizing the future of this cosmic nation. Thus, Stellar Palace-tier powerhouses guarded this place, and even Void Rift-level beings kept constant watch.
It was the principle that when the youth are strong, the nation is strong.
"Chenriver Palace."
Andrew Han stood inside the warp craft, his gaze falling on the world outside.
He was at the nebula’s edge, where cosmic dust and various gases merged into milky-white filaments, like thousands upon thousands of ribbon-like clouds drifting all around, making it nearly impossible to see clearly.
The wonder of a nebula was truly beyond words.
In the vacuum, these silken wisps drifted endlessly, forming the basic structure of the milky-white nebula.
"So this is what a nebula truly looks like."
A flash of emotion crossed Andrew Han's eyes.
He recalled how, back then, March rains soaked the high school campus. He sat in the dim classroom of Senior Class 7, anxious over the disasters of his past life, uncertain about the future—never imagining that one day he would stand inside a warp craft, seeing a nebula up close.
Until he stepped onto the path of martial cultivation.
At most, he fantasized about one day shattering storm clouds with a punch... As for stepping into the starry sky and seeing a vast milky nebula with his own eyes—that was pure fantasy, never once imagined.
Looking back, the past felt like a dream—nothing more.
But still...
Through the transparent glass, Andrew Han gazed at the milky nebula: "Nebulae are like planets, not inherently threatening. If I keep growing stronger, perhaps one day I could roam burning stars or even stand at the edge of a black hole!"
He kept imagining, his eyes filled with longing.
He had never thought about it before, because Andrew's perspective had been limited—he could only look up at the stars.
But now!
Now, as a Composite Starlight-tier cultivator, Andrew Han had truly stepped into the vast starry sky, with hope of witnessing the universe's countless splendors and mysteries.
Meanwhile, the geniuses of the White-Horn Human Clan beside him whispered among themselves, occasionally casting curious and respectful glances at Andrew Han.
This is Andrew Han.
He looks about the same as a normal Human—nothing special.
Their first impression of Andrew Han was subtle.
There was curiosity, respect, and even a trace of envy and jealousy—barely perceptible.
Andrew Han's defeat of Dan Booth with a single palm had drawn the attention of the clan elders, prompting a special meeting. Then, the peak Stellar Palace-tier patriarch Dan Xuchun personally traveled to Earth to invite Andrew to join Chenriver Palace.
These events left them with mixed feelings.
As geniuses of the White-Horn Human Clan, they should have been the ones in the lead! Yet reality rarely matches expectation—Andrew Han, a native, had emerged out of nowhere, overshadowing all the White-Horn talents in the Eastern Region of the Chenriver Empire.
Even Dan Booth, the White-Horn Clan's strongest genius of the current epoch, was no match for Andrew Han.