After his body had mostly recovered, Li Tianming's Nine-Dragon Imperial Tomb took off from the Sun and vanished into the starry sky.
The enormous black-gold mechanical nine-headed divine dragon rose from the Tianjun-class Sun, its starship and stellar-source world seamlessly fused as one.
Li Tianming looked down at the blazing sun, recalling the image he had seen in the mural inside the Heavenly Palace's wooden house—the Ditian-class Sun combined with the Nine-Dragon Imperial Tomb.
"Yangfan-class is only the beginning. Tianjun-class can at least be considered the middle stage! It'll definitely get harder the further I go. I wonder when I'll get a chance to reach the Boundless-class?"
Devouring the Dark Star?
That was out of the question. The Dark Star was a level-six stellar-source world—far too vast, too ancient, and tied up in too many things.
Two-thirds of Swordgod Star already bore too much responsibility.
Li Tianming's future target was still ownerless stellar-source worlds.
This path was indeed absurdly difficult.
Still, having completed the construction of a Tianjun-class Sun at around fifty years old, Li Tianming was already very satisfied.
"From now on, with the Tianjun Sun and the Boundless Nine-Dragon Imperial Tomb as my two great bases, I can strut sideways through the Boundless Realm! Who can mess with me?"
If no one messed with him, he could develop in peace!
The only things weighing on his mind now were Ye Lingfeng, Li Qingyu, and the sixth Primordial Chaos Giant Beast.
"I wonder if it's because Little Six hasn't returned to my side yet. The other three little fellows haven't made any moves either."
Li Tianming was truly curious about just how interesting the final three Primordial Chaos Giant Beasts would be.
Rumble!
Having replenished itself with enough miniature stellar sources, the Nine-Dragon Imperial Tomb charged into the boundless