Chapter 3159: Overturning the Heavens! Not Everyone Is Worthy of the Star Hall...

“No!”

The icy voice cut through the heated debate like a bucket of cold water, abruptly dousing the fervor that had filled the hall.

The atmosphere froze instantly.

Many felt that True God Yaofeng was utterly irrational.

Despite having suffered repeated defeats, he remained so... bold!

Yes, truly bold!

Each time he was driven back, he lost face completely.

Yet he refused to give up.

As if determined to reclaim his dignity from Wang Teng at all costs.

This stubborn will was truly beyond words.

Wang Teng’s lips curled slightly, yet he showed no sign of panic.

Could the decision of the Hall of Stars be so easily overturned?

And besides, the Hall stood firmly on his side now.

Didn’t True God Yaofeng understand that?

No. He simply couldn’t accept defeat.

So everything he did now was merely futile effort.

Wang Teng watched Yaofeng with quiet amusement, finding it almost laughable.

The man wasn’t just like a dog—

He was like a clown.

Always jumping and screeching.

Under Wang Teng’s gaze, Yaofeng felt even more humiliated.

Who was this Wang Teng to dare look at him like that?

Damn fool!

It should have been *he* who looked down upon Wang Teng like that—

The other being nothing more than an ant in his eyes.

But now, this ant not only failed to bow before him,

But stared back with mockery.

A reversal of heaven and earth!

Absolutely a reversal of heaven and earth!

Everyone watching Yaofeng saw his face gradually turn ashen, his eyes darkening like storm clouds about to burst.

They shook their heads inwardly, refusing to believe in his chances.

What good were objections?

The Hall of Stars’ decision was never so easily changed.

All could see it clearly—

Only Yaofeng refused to accept the outcome.

He was truly… obstinate.

“True God Yaofeng, do you have any objections?”

The Star Messenger’s voice remained calm, devoid of any emotion.

“Of course I have objections.”

Yaofeng suddenly rose to his feet, his eyes flickering with inner turmoil.

“Wang Teng is merely a Domain Master-level warrior. Even if his battlefield performance has been outstanding, and his war records impressive…”

“But what right does he have? What qualifications does he possess to merit promotion to the rank of Second Star Messenger?”

“As everyone knows, the Hall of Stars’ Honor Badge isn’t awarded solely based on combat achievements.”

The moment those words left his mouth, tension surged again in the main control chamber.

People exchanged glances.

Though they found Yaofeng’s words harsh, upon reflection, there seemed to be a grain of truth.

A Domain Master ascending to Second Star Messenger?

In the history of the Hall of Stars, such a thing had never occurred.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been so shocked and incredulous earlier.

To put it plainly, deep down, none of them believed Wang Teng could leap directly to the level of Second Star Messenger.

Not because they looked down on him, but because it was simply too unbelievable.

Still, some stood firmly by Wang Teng’s side.

“Yaofeng, watch your words,”

True God Zhulong frowned and spoke gravely:

“The Hall of Stars evaluates merits fairly and transparently. Are you questioning the authority of the Hall?”

Yaofeng let out a cold laugh. “I’m not questioning the Hall’s authority. I merely have some doubts…”

“About whether this evaluation result is reasonable.”

“The Hall has always been fair. Isn’t it normal for us to seek clarification?”

Those present exchanged uneasy glances.

This Yaofeng truly had no shame.

Clearly challenging, yet speaking of mere “doubts.”

Such lofty pretense.

Zhulong was momentarily speechless.

He claimed the Hall was fair—

And Yaofeng used the same words to trap him, leaving him unable to respond.

Given the Hall’s principles, offering explanations to others was indeed expected.

Otherwise, what would fairness mean?

But being checkmated by Yaofeng left Zhulong deeply displeased.

Wang Teng also furrowed his brow.

Not because he found the opponent difficult, but because he found him nauseating.

This was like a toad crawling on one’s foot—

It doesn’t bite, but it makes you sick.

Everyone knew Yaofeng’s true intent.

Yet beneath his sanctimonious words, they were forced to follow his rhythm.

That was unbearable.

Wang Teng’s mind raced, searching for a way to break the deadlock.

He absolutely could not let Yaofeng succeed—

Or else the man would grow ever more arrogant.

Just looking at him made his blood boil.

"Not everyone is worthy of having the Hall of Stars dispel their doubts!"

The star envoy glanced at True God Yaofeng for a moment, his gaze utterly calm, as if observing an insignificant figure.

True God Yaofeng's expression darkened. He hadn't expected such blatant disregard.

After all, he was a being of true godhood.

What did this man mean?

Was he saying he wasn’t qualified?

This was truly overstepping!

"But," the envoy from the Hall of Stars continued, his tone shifting, "this envoy can dispel the doubts of all present."

He turned to the crowd and spoke softly.

The audience paused, then suddenly understood, their gazes on Yaofeng turning strange—too strange to ignore.

A true god, reduced to unworthiness.

Yaofeng’s dignity had been ground into the dust.

Yet the Hall of Stars indeed held such authority.

A single true god could not frighten the Hall; otherwise, they wouldn’t have suppressed Yaofeng’s promotion earlier.

"Brilliant!"

Wang Teng’s eyes lit up.

This was clearly a move of power projection—not by the Hall itself, but by the collective might of the powerful beings present.

The Hall could resolve doubts for everyone here, but would not do so for a single Yaofeng True God.

This statement subtly defused Yaofeng’s challenge and skepticism.

And judging by the envoy’s demeanor, he clearly had a plan.

Wang Teng relaxed completely.

"Wang Teng’s achievements were just witnessed by all of you," the envoy said without glancing at Yaofeng’s shifting expression.

"He personally slew numerous Dark Species warriors and provided crucial intelligence regarding the [Calamitous Demon Body]."

"Yaofeng, what exactly seems unreasonable to you?"

The final words were directed straight at the True God.

He, too, was curious—what kind of arrogance drove this Yaofeng True God to question the Hall?

Were those accomplishments false?

Every single one had verifiable records.

If the Hall dared to present them, it feared no scrutiny.

To be a true god and still act so naively was laughably absurd.

"Can mere achievements like these elevate a domain master-level warrior several ranks, jumping directly from a seven-star ordinary honor badge to a two-star envoy?"

Yaofeng True God clearly had his own logic. His voice was cold.

"Ji Tianming is a semi-god, his strength is evident, and he has earned countless merits."

"Yet in the end, he only received a two-star envoy honor badge."

"Starfall of the Mechanized Race contributed greatly in multiple battles, slaying many Dark Immortals, yet he only received a nine-star ordinary honor badge."

"Why should Wang Teng rank higher than them?"

"In truth, Wang Teng served mainly as support. I won’t complain about him receiving so much merit—indeed, he deserves credit—but that merit shouldn’t justify his promotion to two-star envoy."

"Otherwise, wouldn’t I also qualify for promotion?"

Yaofeng’s words rang with conviction, invoking Ji Lao and Starfall Venerable for comparison—his intent was outright malicious.

One misstep, and Wang Teng might fall into discord with both Ji Lao and Starfall Venerable.

By making this claim, he aimed to:

First, stir resentment in the hearts of Ji Lao and Starfall Venerable.

Second, make Wang Teng resent them—after all, without their comparison, his shortcomings wouldn’t have been exposed.

Though given Wang Teng’s relationship with Ji Lao and Starfall Venerable, such a possibility was slim.

But even the slightest chance, Yaofeng would exploit without hesitation.

Wang Teng felt speechless.

Yaofeng True God was quite skilled at comparisons—actually pitting him against Ji Lao and Starfall Venerable.

Clearly, he wanted them to turn on each other.

Cruel enough.

But useless.

He believed neither Ji Lao nor Starfall Venerable were such people—they would never envy him.

As for Ji Lao, he was a senior from the Starry Sky Academy, always nurturing and guiding him, often offering advice.

As for Starfall Venerable, he had interacted with him frequently, even fought side by side through life-and-death battles. How could such a person possibly feel jealousy?

If he had been envious, he would’ve shown it long ago when Wang Teng first claimed top battle honors.

Moreover, this Yaofeng True God actually dreamed of promotion—what a pipe dream.

Clearly, he still harbored resentment.

"No, he can’t promote himself, so he wants to drag me down too."

Wang Teng sneered inwardly.

At that moment, he distinctly sensed many around him beginning to waver—yet he wasn’t surprised.

This was inevitable.

His promotion had jumped too high; naturally, some would feel uneasy.

"Yaofeng True God does have a point."

"Yes, Wang Teng’s record is impressive, but compared to Ji Lao and Starfall Venerable, it seems somewhat hollow—he was primarily support."

"But the Hall of Stars’ evaluations are never wrong. If they recognized Wang Teng’s merits, then there must be no error."

"Could Wang Teng have made contributions we don’t know about?"

...

For a moment, the main control hall buzzed with discussion—some questioning, some supporting, voices intertwining.

Wang Teng remained calm, his mind unshaken.

His merits had never been merely what appeared on the surface.

Support is indeed support, but one must also consider what kind of effect that support can achieve.

To assist a Light Universe powerhouse in slaying one or two Dark Species strongholds is support; to aid the Light Universe in defeating an army of Dark Species is also support.

And he was not only part of the former, but equally the latter.

Who could surpass him in this role?

Who would dare say such support isn’t extraordinary?

Who could deny all of this?

Wang Teng wasn’t boasting—this was simply the truth.

The outcome had already spoken for itself.

He knew that Starwind True God was using this moment to make a point, attempting to publicly undermine his achievements before everyone’s eyes.

But the other party was merely indulging in wishful thinking.

Candle Demon Venerable, Elder Ji, Starfall Venerable, and others couldn’t help but feel some concern for Wang Teng.

The Hall of Stars might disregard Starwind True God’s opinion, but they couldn’t ignore the views of powerful figures from various factions.

Earlier, when the Star Envoy of the Hall of Stars had brought everyone forward to silence Starwind, it already revealed the gravity of the situation.

If even those present here believed Wang Teng didn’t deserve the Second Star Envoy Honor Badge, perhaps they could sway the Hall’s decision.

True God Chihuang and True God Zhulong also furrowed their brows slightly, their gazes growing more serious.

"Hmph."

Just then, a light laugh suddenly rang out.

Wang Teng glanced at the Star Envoy of the Hall of Stars with mild surprise—the laughter came from the man himself.

But upon seeing his expression, Wang Teng felt even more at ease.

If he could still laugh, then things weren’t as bad as they seemed.

Starwind True God, however, turned pale, his gaze darkening further as he fixed it on the Star Envoy. He felt slighted, and immediately coldly demanded, "Why are you laughing?"

The Star Envoy of the Hall of Stars ignored him completely, instead asking, "Do you understand the Hall’s rules for evaluating merit?"

"Of course I do," Starwind True God snorted. He thought it would be something significant, but now that it was just this, he instantly relaxed.

"Merit is generally assessed based on multiple factors: the number and strength of enemies slain, intelligence contributions, strategic value, and impact on the overall battle."

The Star Envoy immediately pressed, "Then tell me, which aspect of Wang Teng’s record fails to meet the standard?"

"You don’t need to talk about support or lack thereof—support can still determine the course of war. That’s not the core issue.

Now, just tell me: which part of Wang Teng’s performance doesn’t meet the requirements?"

Starwind True God had originally intended to keep arguing about the concept of support, but the other side refused to give him any opening.

In truth, he knew how crucial Wang Teng’s support had been.

But he deliberately avoided the key points, trying to make people believe Wang Teng was merely a supporting figure—anyone else could have done the same.

On the battlefield, many warriors hadn’t directly benefited from Wang Teng’s assistance—they were merely bystanders, and thus didn’t deeply feel its impact.

Moreover, during combat, who could constantly focus on Wang Teng? That was simply unrealistic.

Now, by muddying the concepts, most people who didn’t fully understand the situation would likely waver.

Unfortunately, this scheme was exposed by the Star Envoy of the Hall of Stars.

He had no choice but to clearly identify where Wang Teng fell short.

Otherwise, his entire argument would collapse entirely.

Starwind True God gritted his teeth, forcing himself to speak:

"The number and strength of enemies killed by Wang Teng fall short compared to Ji Tianming and Starfall.

Intelligence contribution—though his intel was important, it wasn’t enough to outweigh the merit of slaying several Dark Demons.

Strategic value—that belongs to the entire Light Universe coalition, meticulously planned by the higher echelons.

Attributing it solely to Wang Teng, a Domain Master-level warrior, is far too much—he only occupied a tiny fraction of it.

And regarding influence on the battle—yes, you all claim Wang Teng had a huge impact, but I disagree.

Without cooperation among powerful figures from various factions, how could Wang Teng have influenced the outcome?

He couldn’t have shattered those *Calamity Demon Bodies*!

You’re merely placing the credit on Wang Teng’s shoulders."

He had initially felt a bit guilty, but the more he spoke, the more convinced he became of his own words, gaining confidence like he’d discovered Wang Teng’s greatest flaw.

(End of chapter)