"All-Dao Springs are incredibly useful," Li Tianming remarked as well.
"Naturally. After all, they are the greatest treasure in the Orderly Starry Sky, the foundation of Myriadpath Valley's prosperity for countless years." Li Fan nodded.
The concentration of All-Dao Springs in the Sun's air was naturally far below that of Myriadpath Valley, yet their effect on many ordinary people was immense.
Li Tianming did not have time to carefully study how much fortune the All-Dao Springs could bring to the Sun's people. That was because the citizens of Darkstar were still living in dire misery. Though they were not Li Tianming's direct subjects, their astral gods had already pledged themselves to him. As the core stellar-source world of the Destiny Imperial Dynasty, Darkstar was his responsibility. He had to lead its people out of their plight!
Thus, he had Fengqing Youmeng travel through the alien realm and bring him to the eruption site of Darkstar's stellar source.
He had returned to this dark world once more!
Looking out, even this dark world was filled everywhere with scarlet mist. The mundus dust here was like bloody demons in the night, appearing even more ferocious.
Myriad Sword Ocean, Azurehill Mountain, Shuntian Tower, the Dark Clan's underground world... These familiar places were all overflowing with mundus dust. It blotted out the sky and covered the earth, everywhere and nowhere absent—inside rocks, inside human bodies, above the skies, all of it filled with these blood-colored devils!
Darkstar had a million billion commoners, every single one an astral god. They were even harder to control. With only a few million astral gods trying to govern a million billion people, it was simply too difficult. That was why the tragedies on Darkstar over these past dozen years had been even worse!
"I'm sorry I came late.