Immortal Lord Wumeng continued stripping it away. Little Fish, Qingpo, kept letting out mournful cries.
Li Tianming, too, was steeped in an atmosphere of despair.
Even though they had slaughtered fifty million members of the Order Celestial Clan today, the pressure and threat brought by the likes of the Sun Emperor and Immortal Lord Wumeng still made him smell death in the air.
Was there truly no way out?
Of course, he was unwilling to accept it ten thousand times over!
"If this is fate, I refuse to accept it—"
It was enough to tell himself those words in his heart.
There was no denying that losing an eye today had left Li Tianming in agony. He deeply understood the helplessness of encountering such supreme rulers while still so young.
Today, he had contributed the core strength toward killing Li Xiao, Yan Zhuolonghuang, and the others, but his youth, his inexperience, his immaturity—those were unchangeable facts!
Yet beneath this heaven and earth, as far as the naked eye could see, there was only the Land of Order. Where could he possibly go?
There was nowhere to flee!
"Accept your fate!"
Immortal Lord Wumeng exerted his final burst of strength.
By now, towering blood resentment had already surrounded them. No one outside could enter. The entire Origin World Tree had been dyed red, and the endless blood resentment was all being swallowed by the flower on Li Tianming's back.
At this moment, he and Jiang Feiling were practically pressed together!
Li Tianming could feel her heartbeat growing more and more violent. At the same time, that violent rhythm carried rage within it. The blood resentment infinitely magnified that rage, until a woman's face suddenly emerged throughout the area shrouded in blood resentment.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
The blood-red petals began to tremble,