"Die! All of you, go die!"
The last Divine Palace's Wrath had instead helped the Fushen Clan rebuild their confidence, leaving Li Tianyi exceptionally agitated. Like War Venerable Lanhuang, he too wanted to earn merit.
"I never expected the Fushen Clan to be this troublesome!"
"Commander Yi! I believe the key to breaking the deadlock lies with Li Tianming. As long as we find him, whether we capture or kill him, the enemy will immediately crumble like a collapsing mountain."
"In that case, the greatest merit will surely belong to our Tianyi Army."
"Commander Yi, Li Tianming's voice came from that direction earlier!"
The generals at his side guarded him and cleared the way, each one offering advice.
"Do I need you to tell me that?!"
Li Tianyi cursed impatiently. That one word—coward—was still burning in his heart.
"Li Tianming!"
That cosmic-level monster the Emperor had spoken of had a name differing from his by only one character. As the Emperor's eldest son, compared with Li Tianming, the only thing he had going for him was probably his age—he was dozens of times older than Li Tianming!
"I could kill him even in my dreams, avenging my younger brother." Li Tianyi said.
As generals familiar with Li Tianyi, they only believed the first half of those words.
Suddenly!
All the generals froze. They rubbed their eyes, thinking they had seen wrong.
While they were slaughtering the Nine Dragons Imperial Army, they looked up and abruptly saw a small group ahead. The white-haired youth in the center was known across the entire Sun—he was far too easy to recognize.
"It's him!"
"What a coincidence, he delivered himself right into our mouths!"
"Commander Yi, quick, quick! Don't let him get away!"
The generals' faces lit up with delight. As they shouted, they