The real tomb

By the time the illusory formation was completed, Li Tian had already lit up almost all of the Starlight.

Moon Lord, who was standing at the side, was dancing with excitement. He was mumbling something, but it was almost impossible to hear what he was saying.

Everyone's attention was on Li Tian, but Zhuang Zhuang remained sitting on the spot.

His brows were tightly furrowed, and large beads of sweat rolled down from his hair.

Although Li Tian's divine sense had to be highly focused on the ancient tomb, he was still paying attention to Zhuang Zhuang's condition.

Out of all of them, Zhuang Zhuang was the most unstable one.

It would be terrible if he triggered another lightning tribulation at this time.

With his previous experience, Li Tian's speed of condensing Starlight had obviously doubled.

The corners of Li Tian's mouth curled up slightly. This time, he had actually condensed two hundred light spots, which were like the stars in the sky.