What did he mean, a true Platinum Star?
He already was the Platinum Star.
The rosy future Lin Bai dangled before him could not fool Nan Lingtian. He glanced at the War God Body, still trying to seize the initiative. "If you want to become the Tenth Heavenly King, you must listen to me."
"Oh?" Lin Bai looked at Nan Lingtian, whose loyalty stood at thirty percent, and smiled. He extended a hand, inviting him to continue. "Let's hear it."
"Hide your brilliance and bide your time. Wait until either he or you reaches Star Radiance before making a move," Nan Lingtian said. "There's no better way. Your earlier scheme to frame me depended on my inability to die. It could indeed throw the Immortal Realm into temporary chaos and undermine its stability, but the Heavenly Kings would suppress it in the end. All they would need to do is station another one or two Platinum Realm fighters in every Town."
He paused, then said, "In the Immortal Realm, even the Heavenly Kings at the very top can be replaced. That means everyone has a weakness. In theory, an Undying Body doesn't exist."
"Go on," Lin Bai said. Ultimately, he knew too little about the Immortal Realm, so Nan Lingtian's analysis was an invaluable reference.
"The Mother Body being in the lower realm might be an advantage for you," Nan Lingtian said. "But spiritual energy is scarce down there. Once mortals reach Bronze, they're restricted. Never mind growing stronger—even taking a single step can summon a Heavenly Tribulation. That must be why you need to become the Tenth Heavenly King: you need somewhere for the Heavenly Beings born from the Mother Body to survive. There's no point being a king in the lower realm if you're constrained at every turn."