The First God of Ten Thousand Ages
Chapter 1295

How Much Sorrow Can You Bear?

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Buzz, buzz, buzz!

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

Li Tianming had a feeling.

It was as though his Myriad Swords Divine Intent had spread across heaven and earth.

Countless pieces of information appeared in his mind.

Only this time, Silver Dust was the one relaying that information to him.

In their telepathic state, communication between Li Tianming and Silver Dust went more smoothly, but it was still exhausting...

Clearly an intelligence operative, yet it spoke so awkwardly.

Silver Dust's life settings were enough to make Li Tianming throw up.

"Finished."

"Bathing!"

The lakes and rivers throughout the Azure Soul Sword Peak were filled with Silver Dust's figures.

Aside from keeping watch, each of its bodies was lining up to bathe, scrubbing away all the mud and grime from its feet.

Then they continued "working"!

Having only just arrived, it had already thoroughly mapped out every place where it could bathe.

This time, Li Tianming was truly shaken.

Ninety percent of this fellow's bodies were evolving, yet the remaining hundred thousand silver cockroaches could still keep "working."

Moreover, they could obtain such vital intelligence that left the few of them utterly amazed.

"This fellow's 'utility' should far surpass its combat capabilities."

Li Tianming realized that treating Silver Dust purely as a combat unit would be a waste of its abilities.

It was quite different from its elder brothers and sisters before it.

Of course, its combat power seemed fairly good too—it simply had not been tested.

"The Celestial God Sword Sect wants to kill Jiang Qingliu, then take over the four of us! They even sent this Chu Jingchuan to win us over?"

Li Tianming sneered.

This intelligence was far too important!

Otherwise, they truly might have been led around by the nose by the Celestial God Sword Sect.

"Brother Tianming, shouldn't we

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