Rumble!
Rumble!
A few months later, when he returned to this "Realm Without Heaven," filled with firestorms, Li Tianming—a junior disciple not yet thirty—already held the lifeblood of an entire continent in his grasp.
Qingyun Continent in the Land of Order was far larger even than Yanhuang Continent.
The overall level of its high-grade races was simply not comparable to that of a dust world.
Whoosh!
Advancing through the solar storm, with raging flames swallowing his vision, an ordinary person would have found it impossible to take a single step.
Only Long Wanying was at Li Tianming's side.
Yang Ce, Ye Lingfeng, and Lin Xiaoxiao had not followed them in.
That was because Yang Ce was holding the still-unconscious Li Wushuang hostage, and they feared the Heavenly Palace might discover them.
"Aunt Ying, it's here."
Over a million streams of metal surged from Li Tianming's Companion Space, transforming into locusts one after another.
They crashed into the soil, tearing open a passageway as they dug at astonishing speed.
With a flash, the two of them plunged into the underground passage.
The next instant, a violent wind of flames swept up soil and black sand, burying and sealing the entrance as though no one had ever entered.
Puff puff puff!
The million locusts forcibly devoured a passage leading deep underground.
"Buried this deeply?"
Long Wanying's long dress fluttered wildly as her alluring figure sped through the earth alongside Li Tianming.
"We're almost there."
Li Tianming said.
The moment his words fell, the profound, colossal, ancient, and weighty Nine Dragon Imperial Burial appeared before Li Tianming's eyes.
Of course, it was buried deep underground.
All Li Tianming and the others could see was one wall.
"It truly is a starsea divine ship!"
"The exterior is forged entirely from top-grade heaven and earth