The hundred thousand gigantic sword-shaped Starsea divine ships swiftly streaked past before the Nine Dragons Imperial Tomb.
Such an immense fleet was swallowed directly by Darkstar's maw of darkness without raising the slightest ripple.
Buzz, buzz.
Black flames and lightning endlessly intertwined and collided. The boundless world was filled with the roar of blazing fire and surging thunder. Below, dense mist formed from hard black metal particles; the particles constantly crashed against one another, erupting in piercing shrieks. The sparks from their friction were like countless fireworks in the darkness, exploding endlessly below.
Further down lay black storms, razor-sharp sand and stone, and freezing tides of darkness.
These were Darkstar's fire clouds!
Their thickness alone was ten thousand times that of the Sun's original fire clouds.
Without a Starsea divine ship, Li Tianming wasn't even sure his body could pass safely through this layer of fire clouds, ten thousand times thicker than the Sun's.
He even believed that anyone below the Solar King Realm who fell into it without the protection of a Starsea divine ship would almost certainly die.
In other words, Darkstar's surface stellar-source storms were likely even more terrifying than the core of a Divine Ruins-class stellar-source world, let alone the Sun's stellar-source core.
And that was with Darkstar's stellar guardian formation still inactive.
For a star of such colossal scale, just how magnificent would its stellar guardian formation be?
Li Tianming, who came from a Yangfan-class world, simply couldn't imagine it.
He was still immersed in the shock brought by the Swordgod Lin Clan.
"Could your father's eighth reincarnation be connected to this number-one merchant alliance of the Infinitum? They seem to share the surname Lin." Jiang Feiling tugged his arm and asked.
"Perhaps. We'll only know after we enter."
Li Tianming took a deep breath.