"Almost there."
An Tianshu entered Flying Star Fort once more. The time had come.
These final few years had been the years when the disciples of those three clans took the greatest risks and acted with the most ferocity. They had also been the years when chaotic star beasts were most densely packed, and when Li Tianming had licked blood from his blade, slaughtered most fiercely, and tempered himself most brutally!
Appearing, slaying beasts, resisting encirclements, shifting locations... he had been locked into such a rhythm almost every moment, with scarcely an instant of rest.
All this struggle was for himself, for Lin Xiaoxiao, and of course for Zi Zhen and Weisheng Moran, who had no choice but to live under another's roof and temporarily leave Li Tianming.
Twenty years had passed, yet they still did not have a single friend. How could they not miss Li Tianming?
For their sake, Li Tianming had to obtain enough capital to return to the Xuanting Imperial Ruins... otherwise, he could only remain forever in these Supernova Relics.
In this vast universe, only here did he not need to fear those chaotic Eonic God powerhouses and elders who had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years.
Given Li Tianming's age and cultivation time, having him compete against Eonic Gods such as Yuwen Zhulin and Madam Meixing, who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, had been unrealistic to begin with!
Thus, after first arriving at Guan Zizai and leaving the "cradle" of the Chaos Divine Emperor, this step of starting from nothing had been both exceedingly difficult and exceedingly important for him.
This was practically one of the periods in Li Tianming's life when he worked the hardest!
Every moment, he gritted his teeth and fought on!
Whenever he grew tired, he