"If one day the astral warships of our Daoxuan Stellar Domain descend upon your Purpleglory Star and slaughter you in the real world, you'll understand what the central starfields and supreme races truly are."
Xiao only said those words in his heart.
Gripping his white sword, he suddenly accelerated, turning into a white phantom. As a member of the Ghost God Clan, even with the advantage of his physical body stripped away, his speed and agility still surpassed those of ordinary humans.
Riiip!
The sword stance in his hand abruptly changed.
White Moon Dao Origin Sword Prison!
To be honest, this was already one of Xiao's more powerful battle arts. Using this move showed that he wanted Li Tianming to experience the terror of being dominated.
That sword strike unleashed surging stellar source power from its tip, condensing it into a streak of white moonlight. Then, the white moonlight split apart without end, engulfing the battlefield in an instant.
Buzzz!
Every white moon exploded into white Sword Qi. All of it converged like a prison of swords, completely airtight, directly forming an enormous white moon. White Sword Qi surged across it like an ocean, beginning to contract around Li Tianming!
No matter what, without his totems and lifebound beasts, the Ghost God Clan still held the advantage.
Facing such a fatal attack, people expected Li Tianming to be instantly annihilated in both body and soul.
"Go back and ask your elders more questions. Then you'll embarrass yourself less," Xiao said coldly.
Within the White Moon Dao Origin Sword Prison, Li Tianming's face remained expressionless. Once he entered battle, he stopped joking around. In that instant, his black-gold Eastern Emperor Sword appeared in his hands. When he gripped the hilt with both hands, terrifying Sword Qi suddenly erupted from the greatsword.