This was merely the outward manifestation of having just absorbed so many Imperial Daos. Of course, it was only temporary.
At last, the ancestor phantom with an immortal bearing stroked his white beard and said, "Li Tianming, becoming a Young Emperor is far from the end. From here on, you must cultivate even harder. Do not waste your talent."
"This disciple understands," Li Tianming answered.
The elder continued, "We within the Young Emperor Tower have no way of knowing what you look like as you conquer star systems outside. Today, I shall offer my advance congratulations on your becoming a Star System Governor. I believe that day is not far off."
"Thank you, Ancestor. I will certainly not disappoint your expectations."
The immortal-looking elder actually showed a trace of melancholy. "Most of us are individuals left behind by those who have already passed away. Once separated, we no longer have any connection in thought to our original bodies."
"Other than imparting insights into the Dao, we cannot help you with anything. Your road of conquest ahead must still be steady. Do not act rashly."
Through so many Young Emperor trials, Li Tianming had grown under the watch of these ancestral phantoms, giving them all the feeling of having taken on a disciple.
Moreover, Li Tianming had inherited the Daos of many of them. In terms of guidance, they had in fact done even more than many masters and disciples in the outside world.
"Thank you, Ancestors, for expounding the Dao. The time for the tower heart's inheritance has now ended, so Tianming will take his leave for now," Li Tianming said, clasping his fists one final time.
The scene before Li Tianming shattered like a mirror into countless fragments.
His consciousness sank into a brief abyss, at the very instant