Moya Seat, Wasteland Starry Sky... No, it was no longer desolate now.
The bright yellow sunlight was warm and gentle, like the first thawing stream of early spring, quietly flowing through this once-barren deep space.
It dispersed the cold darkness of the cosmic backdrop, dyeing even the drifting dust with a faint golden radiance.
The star Chi Wen had become now floated in the void, burning steadily.
Its light could not be called dazzling or resplendent, yet it remained constant and unceasing, as though symbolizing the solid path it represented—a path already proven feasible.
Lu Bing, Kong Yang, Suixin, Chi Baixiu...
One figure after another stood suspended in the void, gazing at this newborn sun. Their shadows stretched ever longer beneath the sunlight, cast toward the depths of the distance.
Before them all, Li Qingshan bathed in the gentle sunlight, and the deep exhaustion accumulated in his eyes was washed away bit by bit.
Chi Wen's success meant that the path of Body Transforms into a Star had been completely opened. From this day onward, the limits of the human race's seventh and eighth orders had once more been raised!
One could imagine that this path would soon be promoted throughout the entire Human Territory.
In the near future, a hundred flowers would bloom together. More people who transformed their bodies into stars would emerge, then continue exploring and advancing upon this foundation...
But he no longer needed to worry about any of that.
"Let's go. It's time to set off."
Li Qingshan spoke with a faint smile, rousing everyone. He weighed the long iron box in his hand, then lightly tossed it toward the star.
For a moment, everyone was stunned.
This iron box was the one Chi Wen had solemnly returned to Li Qingshan before transforming his body