In a space saturated with dense stellar power, a red ball of light appeared out of thin air, accompanied by two objects.
An unremarkable longsword and a transparent blue pendant.
What a comfortable feeling.
The instant Liu Yu appeared there, that sensation rose within him.
Ever since his cultivation of the Astral True Form had reached a certain level, he had developed some affinity for stellar power.
Under starlight, moonlight, or sunlight, his body-refining magic power recovered faster, and his condition was somewhat better than usual.
Was it because I absorbed enough extremely pure stellar power?
Or was it because of "solar power"?
If this counts as a spiritual root, do I now possess a "Star Spirit Root"-a spiritual root acquired after birth?
The moment he bathed in the starlight, all sorts of thoughts flashed through Liu Yu's mind.
But he had no leisure to savor that sensation now, nor time to ponder it.
The aftereffects of maintaining the state of "supreme sovereignty" were still taking their toll.
Looking at the great mass of silver essence at the center of the Illusory Star, Liu Yu swiftly began to act.
With a thought, he made the silver essence ripple under the influence of some exalted power. Its faint churning rapidly intensified.
One breath, two breaths.
After three breaths, the silver essence churned violently, its fluctuations reaching a certain intensity.
Finally, beneath Liu Yu's expectant gaze, a trace of red light appeared.
Then a strand of deep red spiritual light, as fine as a hair, slowly drifted out of it.
The instant that hair-thin red radiance appeared, the omnipresent blue starlight around it retreated a considerable distance.
Like ministers, it surrounded and guarded its sovereign.
It worked.
Joy stirred in Liu Yu's heart. He swiftly used his divine sense to affect matter,