Ten thousand stars revolved continuously around two great stars, generating a powerful suction force that ceaselessly drew in the surrounding spiritual energy.
Hidden within the Dantian space, even Red Moon could not detect this process. But once it was summoned forth, anyone who had practiced martial arts could sense the spiritual energy's frenzied circulation, surging toward Zhou Heng like a thirsty horse racing to a spring.
Th-this was the miracle of ten thousand stars?
"I have ten thousand stars. I can form one Celestial River every day. Jin Haochen, what right do you have to compare yourself to me?" Zhou Heng said proudly.
Jin Haochen was speechless.
What a joke—ten thousand stars had already shattered the limits of heaven and earth. No amount of praise would be excessive when applied to Zhou Heng. Forming one Celestial River a day—what a terrifying rate! In less than three years, he could complete the Spiritual Power accumulation of nine hundred and ninety-nine Celestial Rivers!
Counting the time, it was true. It had only been a little over a hundred days since Zhou Heng broke through to the Celestial River Realm, yet he had already formed nearly two hundred Celestial Rivers. Such speed was terrifying beyond belief!
This was a monstrous genius who had shattered the limits of heaven and earth!
Had he known Zhou Heng was this freakish, Jin Haochen would either have gone all out and killed him from the start, or resolutely become Zhou Heng's friend. How could he have ended up like this—hesitating when he should have acted, allowing Zhou Heng to grow unchecked?
One Celestial River a day—this rate of growth was freakish to the extreme!
Compared to that, what did he, this so-called genius, amount to? He was not even worthy to carry the other man's shoes!
Jin