Within the Ancestral Realm Netherboat, all was silent.
Li Tianming lowered his head and looked at the little woman before him, only around thirty meters tall.
As long as the proportions were right, small was small, but she would not seem short. Instead, she appeared even more delicate and lovely.
"I've noticed that you've changed a little," Li Tianming said with a faint smile as he sat before her.
"How have I changed?" Weisheng Moran asked, gazing at him with shadowed eyes.
"You've become deeper," Li Tianming said.
"Hm?" She lightly bit her red lip, looking soft and beguiling.
"I mean, more profound," Li Tianming said with a cough.
"You don't have to explain," Weisheng Moran said, rolling her eyes at him.
"Right?"
Li Tianming smiled, took out his Sumeru Ring, and said with the dashing generosity of a domineering emperor, "Come, take a look at the gifts I brought you."
As he spoke, he took out the Eonic God Origins of the dead Huan Tian God Clan one by one and laid them all before Weisheng Moran. These corpses, their souls extinguished, still retained the power of neutron particles. Thus, each one resembled a real star. The largest among them was seventy meters in diameter, taller than Weisheng Moran herself. Looking over them, the Eonic God Origins resembled over a hundred seas of stars. They illuminated not only the Ancestral Realm Netherboat, but also made the beautiful woman before him shine with even more dazzling splendor.
"So many?" Weisheng Moran's cultivation had stagnated for a long time. Now, these Huan Tian God Clan Eonic God Origins were all incomparably vital nourishing treasures to her. As she swept her gaze over them, her heart began pounding, and her eyes filled with gratitude as she said to Li Tianming, "Thank you."