Back on the sun, Yinghuo and Lanhuang no longer needed to hide the starry points in their eyes.
Nine million nine hundred and ninety thousand—dazzling beyond compare.
Even if they could not make out the exact number, the astral gods on the sun and Darkstar could roughly tell that it was at least dozens of times greater than their own lifebound beasts.
Dozens of times!
More and more astral gods were forming sapient-being lines with Li Tianming.
However, having lost the support of the sun's trillions of sapient beings, these several hundred thousand astral gods—mostly in the Order stage—were not terribly effective on their own.
The strength of the realm's astral gods was simply not on the same level as Myriadpath Valley.
Everyone in Myriadpath Valley aimed for the Santity stage, and the overwhelming majority were already in the Santity stage. Among the realm's astral gods, meanwhile, more than ninety-five percent were in the Order stage.
This was a gap of countless generations, born of disparities in inheritance, stellar sources, bloodlines, Myriadpath Springs, and resources on every front.
Myriadpath Valley was great!
But only upon returning here could Li Tianming feel the warmth of home.
"Grandpa, Grandma, Foster Father, Old Lin..."
Li Tianming leaped down from Yinghuo, descending from the sky and landing amid the crowd.
Lin Xiao, Dongshen Yue, Li Wudi, Lin Xiaodao, and the others all wore smiles.
"As long as you're safe." The stone hanging over Lin Xiao's heart was temporarily set down again.
"Looks like you've improved again?" As someone in the Santity stage, Lin Xiaodao naturally saw it at a glance.
"Wasn't that a given? To be honest, without relying on sapient-being lines, you still wouldn't be my match now." Li Tianming laughed.
"So arrogant? Want to spar?" As his master, Lin Xiaodao could not