Mingzhen was in a good mood after sensing the changes on Chongyang Star. He walked out of the core of the planet and flew into the sky of the Sanshou Star.
He looked down at this chaotic planet filled with disasters and bad luck. The corners of his mouth curled up into a faint smile. Then, he took a deep breath and was very satisfied.
At this moment, it was as if an illusory stream of calamity energy had transformed into invisible Qi that flowed into his body and fused into the "Dao Heart" in his chest.
"It's not in vain that I've worked hard for hundreds of years to finally create this planet that can continuously provide calamity Qi." Mingzhen was rather proud in his heart. He smiled and said, "Good, good, that's great!
In another 300 to 500 years, I can harvest Chongyang Star on a large scale again. This way, within a thousand years, my Calamity Dao Body will be cultivated. At that time, I will be a Seventh Realm Creator. Hahaha, hahaha!!"