Li Tianming dared to say he could bring back eight million heads. With his current status, there was absolutely no way he was joking.
In the eyes of the alliance leaders, the scouts and spies scattered across every corner of the Myriad Sects, hiding in the mountains and wilderness, were the hardest to deal with.
The Land of Order had endured millions of years of civil war, yet no one had ever heard of anyone being able to take down spies.
And nearly all of them at that.
In war, the first thing was to gouge out the enemy's eyes. The significance of this achievement was terrifying upon deeper thought.
The five alliance leaders, including Beidou Sword Venerable, were stunned for a long while. They continued staring at Li Tianming and the metal cockroaches in their hands, which had transformed into solid entities, with pounding hearts.
The metal cockroach held its head high, its two little black-dot eyes wide open while its pair of silver antennae swayed back and forth. It was plain to see just how smug it was.
Most importantly, every single one of its bodies was perfectly intact.
"Eight million! Eight million!"
Although the Order Celestial Clan members serving as scouts were far less formidable in combat than regular army units, they were experienced, professionally trained, familiar with the terrain, and skilled at concealment.
From a strategic standpoint, the value of these eight million scouts far surpassed that of ten million troops.
As old hands of the world, the more the people present considered Silver Dust's heaven-defying abilities, the more frightened they became.
"No wonder I lost so miserably on the Azurecloud Continent. So every step had been under your control."
"You little brat are truly sly as a fox. I'm so furious I could grind my