"Even within the history of the Star Clan, those who can cultivate to the perfect realm of the Upper Star Ring are as rare as phoenix feathers—"
Swish!
A brilliant light of the Upper Star Ring illuminated Wang Ye's exterior.
Its radiance was extreme, imbued with endless mysteries, resonating intensely with the entire Star Heaven Palace, merging seamlessly into one.
Xingchen widened her beautiful eyes in disbelief, staring at Wang Ye as though looking at a monster, frozen in place, unable to utter a word.
"Now, can I cultivate it?" Wang Ye said.
To cultivate a Chaos Extreme Path to the perfect realm didn't consume much energy for him.
It merely required 3.2 million Primitive Points.
With the No. 1 jade ball of light, Upper Star Ring cultivation only consumed one-tenth of that.
320,000 Primitive Points—mere drizzles.
"How… did you do it?" Xingchen was dumbfounded.
