Li Tianming knew this very well.
The Moon Spirit Star Prison, the Violet Lightning Star Prison, and the like were not the same as the Vermilion Bird Star Prison.
Those grand lights were the final key. There was no way the other side would let go so easily.
If he wanted to obtain them, there was only one way—defeat them head-on.
"Breaking through in the ordered world is still more convenient..."
Li Tianming felt rather sentimental, then sensed his own strength.
Thirty years had passed. It was not only his cultivation realm that had risen; his power of the masses had grown stronger as well!
The sentient lines that spread across the Upper Star Ruins, forming a boundless network, granted him an even more terrifying boost in power.
This meant that the overall strength of the Yanhuang God Clan was also undergoing a transformation.
Now that the Eight Gods were each being held back, the descendants of the Yanhuang God Clan were free of restraints and shackles, displaying the terrifying potential of a legendary race.
"If I faced that Huan Tian sprite again now, I could easily defeat her without needing to steal her astral phenomena."
Li Tianming thought to himself.
Brimming with fighting spirit, he looked at Zi Zhen beside him. "Come on, let's fight another round?"
"How?"
Zi Zhen looked at him warily.
"What do you think? Heh heh heh..."
At that very moment.
Lower Star Ruins, the Xenoworld.
Within a vast, white dreamscape, a ninety-thousand-meter-tall Eonic God figure moved through the mist.
She was an incomparably beautiful female Eonic God. Every gesture she made brimmed with endless temptation. She was none other than the Eternal Huan King!
In other words, Li Tianming's "Huan Tian sprite."
Unlike when she had faced Li Tianming, the Huan Tian sprite