The bombardment of the Divine Palace's Wrath required sustained pressure, crushing the Nine Nether Subduing Gods Barrier again and again until it could barely breathe.
Once the pause in between became too long, the barrier's structure and barrier core, battered by the immense force of the miniature stellar source, would both recover to a certain extent.
The more than three hundred million Fushen Clan astral gods would also have a chance to rest and regroup.
At the Sun Divine Palace's current limit, if it paused for too long or ended its assault, all previous efforts would go to waste.
That was precisely why, after fighting to this point, the Emperor would definitely not suddenly stop. It also gave Li Tianming the chance to unleash his might within the barrier.
Otherwise, even he would have had to hide.
Yet even now, Li Tianming could not say he was one hundred percent certain of victory.
Both he and the Fushen Clan were still wandering along the border between life and death!
"To truly establish an advantage, we still have to create an opportunity on the ground battlefield to heavily damage the Divine Palace army, while the Nine Nether Subduing Gods Barrier holds on for dear life."
Not yet!
"The Fushen Clan and the Imperial Tomb army have already done everything they can. I must seize the time to behead every one of the enemy commanders on this battlefield. That will raise morale, throw their command into chaos, and further strengthen my All-Living Line in the Land of Order!"
"Silver Dust!"
Time remained urgent.
"The Sun Divine Palace is still terrifyingly powerful. Those three hundred million astral gods and the Nine Nether Subduing Gods Barrier are already on the verge of collapse. Every strike from the Sun Divine Palace from here onward could