The Main Hall was silent.
The space beneath the young man's seat hung empty, yet he did not fall. Instead, he slowly straightened, prying his eyelids open bit by bit.
At the bottom of his eyes lay something like a stagnant pool of dead water, without the slightest ripple.
Time seemed to have lost all meaning at this moment.
No one knew how long passed.
Faint ripples spread. His numb eyes gradually regained their vitality, and a dry voice emerged from his mouth.
"A hundred years? A billion years!"
Li Qingshan let out a heavy breath, gently pinching the bridge of his nose. At last, he came back to his senses.
No matter what, this had been far easier than when he had fused the Thread of Destiny—"ten thousand years in reality, one hundred billion years in space."
Of course,
the fusion speed's sudden rise from one fragment per ten thousand years to one fragment per hundred years did not mean his efficiency had truly soared. It was because the fragments were different!
That Golden Throne had originated from the [Greed] Divine Gift. It was an ownerless fragment.
Because he needed to forge "Azure Sun," it could not be directly devoured as he had initially imagined. It still had to keep exploding.
However,
without the gods' seals, its efficiency was vastly higher than that of the other thrones!
"A second Natal Great Star, two Azure Suns!"
Li Qingshan sank his consciousness into his body and looked toward the center of the Starry River, at the newborn phantom of Azure Sun.
At the same time, a translucent Status Panel appeared before him.
[Realm: Star Ascension 1.500...000/9]
"Exactly 0.5. So the second Azure Sun needs two fragments to forge?"
Li Qingshan nodded in understanding, with little disappointment on his face.