Planet realm patriarch, eh… Within the cosmos, Wang Baole was sitting cross-legged in his Dharmic Battleship after taking off his Emperor Armor. After recalling the previous scene, his eyes slowly narrowed.
I still need to wait a while before I can have the power to fight a Planet realm cultivator. Wang Baole felt the Eternal Star Fire in his body and the Planet realm palm that he was nurturing, but he still heaved a sigh after a long while.
He was very clear that no matter how much he nurtured the palm, it would, at most, have part of a Planet realm cultivator's power. He might be able to use it to escape from a Planet realm or resist a few blows, but if he wanted to kill a Planet realm, or even fight on level terms with them, it would be extremely impractical.
