A Spell to Control Time

In the remnant soul's eyes, the region where the Heavenly Xuan Realm was now located was no longer suited for cultivation.

Forget the future. Even now, the density of spiritual energy in this star region made it very difficult for another true Heavenly Immortal to be born.

Every Heavenly Immortal was a body of energy, and the "immortal energy" Heavenly Immortals used was basically a kind of energy a level higher than spiritual energy.

If that were not the case, then when Heavenly Immortals cultivated the Golden Immortal Law, they would have no way to turn their own meridians into the core of a star. After all, the true bodies of the immortal race were not of some supermassive type. To use one small shell of a body to transform out Spirit Veins enough to cover an entire star—without a higher-level energy system, it was simply impossible to accomplish.

Perhaps this human before him was an exception?

The remnant soul laboriously thought with the few thoughts it had left. To be honest, Chen Zhixing's Dharma Manifestation, enormous as a Galaxy Beast, made it feel pressure—a very strange sense of oppression. After all, what the immortal race needed was condensed, higher-level energy. Most would not choose a gigantic physique, but instead condense themselves into higher-level immortal energy.

Although this caused the immortal race, when clashing head-on with Galaxy Beasts, to mostly need to borrow external objects such as Treasure Artifacts and spirit treasures to offset the difference in size between both sides, likewise, after shrinking their physiques, whether in lifespan, speed, or survival ability, the immortal race was far beyond what massive Galaxy Beasts could compare to.

After gazing at the huge Ziwei Emperor Lord Dharma Manifestation for a moment, the remnant soul finally spoke again. "You are very special. Perhaps