“Don’t overthink it. My constellation just isn’t very useful. That’s why I never really brought it out,” Tianming said.

“Whew, you scared me for a moment there.”

“How’s the Soulfiend?” Tianming asked Lingfeng. 

“It needs a while to recover,” Lingfeng replied. The Soulfiend had a parasitic relationship with him.

Tianming had seen the amazingness of the Grand-Orient Sword, so he said, “Treat it well. It’s treated you so well, and risked its life for you.” How could the Soulfiend that had served the Primordial Demonlord be weak?

“By the way, the slots for the final fight have been decided…” Yu Ziqian weakly joined in.

“They have?” Tianming had been out of it for a while during his breakthrough. So, which of the three was going to encounter Weisheng Moran?

Yu Ziqian pointed at the imperial star rankings.

Tianming lifted...