Chen Fusheng remained calm and composed. With every gesture, the Divine Moon revolved around his body, scattering bright moonlight that fell into the void and rippled outward, transforming into Supreme Meridians.
The densely packed meridians flowed through the void of their own accord, radiating toward distant worlds. In a short time, they could construct a great world.
Chen Fusheng's current state could no longer be measured by the standards of an ordinary Eighth Realm expert.
After ten years of secluded cultivation, he could be called a Civilization Lord.
How did a Civilization Lord grow? By convention, one gathered the material of countless stars across the boundless heavens, strengthening one's accumulation and tempering one's Divine Moon Laws.
Once the time was ripe, Chen Fusheng would become a Top-Tier Civilization Lord.
Then, as long as he advanced one step further, he could break countless conventions, shatter all manner of terrifying variables, and establish himself at the height of an Emperor.
Of course, that was far too difficult...
Chen Fusheng still needed to integrate everything he had learned, open up a path of growth unique to himself, and ultimately settle the Emperor's Dao Fruit.
At present, his sea of consciousness was glowing with heat. His Primordial Spirit soared into the air, piercing through the sea of stars and reflecting one another with boundless Star Radiance. It was immense beyond measure.
Those watching in fear trembled. In their eyes, Chen Fusheng's Primordial Spirit was abnormally huge, filling the starry sky and making even the Saints suffocate and shudder.
This was no ordinary Primordial Spirit. He had condensed the ultimate Lapis Lazuli God, surging with the precious radiance of all things, like an supreme deity capable of piercing through the cosmic black calamity!
Nan Gongzhengdao's eyes stung. The Lapis Lazuli God that had suddenly risen