A heavenly tribulation began to take shape.
Although Qin Shujian was in the Celestial Court, he still sensed the disturbance.
"The Four Great Continents are about to see another surge!"
A smile appeared on his face.
Over four hundred stars had been sent crashing down. Together with the stars already there, their number had reached around six hundred.
It had to be understood.
Even the weakest star contained far more energy than a lower third tier true immortal possessed.
In other words.
The energy within each star was no less than that of a mid three levels true immortal.
A powerful star could even contain as much energy as an upper third tier true immortal.
Six hundred stars.
That was equivalent to six hundred powerhouses, each at least a mid three levels true immortal, recklessly pouring out their power to nourish other cultivators without regard for their own reserves.
It was easy to imagine.
Just how staggering the energy released this way would be.
Even someone as powerful as Qin Shujian risked bursting if he tried to absorb all that energy.
Thus.
Nourished by such terrifying power, the powerhouses of the myriad races across the Four Great Continents would inevitably make another tremendous leap in strength.
If breakthroughs for true immortals did not come with requirements involving rules.
Their numbers could certainly multiply several times over, or even dozens of times.
"But this approach of killing the goose that lays the golden eggs won't last long. We've collected so many stars now that there probably aren't many left in the Otherworldly Void!"
Qin Shujian shook his head as certain thoughts crossed his mind.
The birth of a star was never easy.
It took millions or tens of millions of years just for a star to begin taking shape. Becoming a