Those tiny stars merely hovered around him; they did not come crashing down.
Yet Xiluo had an intuition that if he made even the slightest move now, those tiny stars could instantly annihilate his immortal body, shatter his Golden Core, and make his spirit soul completely vanish from this universe!
"These stars... No, no!
Even from those Candle Dragon Race divine officials at the Lesser Accomplishment Perfected Realm in the Divine Mountain Construction Hall, I only felt that helplessly oppressive pressure. I never felt such a lethal sense of danger!"
How could this sort of power possibly be wielded by a cultivator who was merely at the first rank of the Earth Immortal Realm?!
Xiluo's expression shifted constantly, while emotions surged endlessly through its heart.
Several seconds later,
it let out a heavy sigh, ceased the circulation of all immortal essence within its body, raised its eyes toward Lin Xuankong in the distance, and said:
"I admit it. After centuries of confrontation, I lost to you!
Lin Xuankong, you truly have surprised me time and again. Whether it is the speed at which you cultivated the Heavenly Net Great Law or this strange power of the stars, even after living for billions of years, I have never seen or even heard of such things! Given time, I believe you will certainly cultivate to the realm of the strongest Immortal Lord and ascend back to the Supreme Primordial Realm. And if you can survive the Thousand Illusions crisis of the Candle Dragon Race, you will surely become an expert whom countless Celestial Immortals in the Candle Dragon Divine Continent look up to!"
Xiluo was quite the sort to recognize the times. Seeing that there was no possibility of turning things around, it abruptly changed its tune and began flattering Lin Xuankong.