Zong Shou sat alone at the tail of the giant ship. Thirty six Star Dragon Pellets were flickering around him, appearing and disappearing, their locations changing.
Actually at this moment one couldn't call them Dragon Pellets as they were real stars.
They had totally merged with the stars within Zong Shou's soul.
Two months had passed since Zong Shou had linked up with the fleet.
The twenty four Dragon Pellets at the start had already managed to change between illusionary and real.
However as he had to carve those dragon teeth too, the amount of stars he increased were much fewer than he had expected.
On one side it was because he was distracted. On the other side it was because the first twenty four were ones he specially selected because he was most familiar with them. They were Daos that he came into contact the most.
The stars after were much tougher than he expected.