"Kill us? You... are not enough!"
As he spoke, Lin Tianming clenched his right hand into a fist.
The power of the starry sky within rapidly gathered in his right fist, continuously drawing on the power of countless stars in the endless starry sky.
Even the Power of the Stars and Star Nebula Power of Angel Xingyao and Yun Wanqiu, who were battling nearby, were being absorbed by Lin Tianming's punch.
At first, Angel Xingyao and Yun Wanqiu were a bit flustered.
But seeing that it was Lin Tianming absorbing their power of the starry sky, they felt relieved.
In their eyes, Lin Tianming at this moment, absorbing the power of countless stars in this universe, was like the Son of the Stars of this cosmos.
He... is the star king of this universe!
Countless stars shine because of him!
It was as if he was the last embodiment of hope for life in this universe, and all stars were lending him their final light of hope.
