The First God of Ten Thousand Ages
Chapter 1877

Dark Storm

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"Could it be that you still had something to rely on?"

The Emperor read it in his eyes.

He truly could not understand it. This fellow was doomed to die—what gave him the nerve to be so bold?

What was he waiting for? What was he hoping for?

To defeat him?!

What a joke!

The Sun Emperor only felt annoyed.

Buzz!

Another clash erupted. This time, he had nearly beheaded Li Tianming!

Crack!

The golden greatsword in his hand pressed down on Li Tianming's Dark Arm, tearing through the scales and chopping into the bone. Blood splashed directly onto the Emperor's face.

"Good heavens, your luck is damn incredible!"

Boom!

All of their combat units continued to tangle together.

Boom—

Boom—

Boom—

This time, Li Tianming completely collapsed on all fronts. The nine billion sentient lines could no longer hold back the assault. He and his lifebound beasts had only survived by relying on "good luck"!

By all rights, after hovering at the edge of life and death so many times, he should have been afraid.

Yet the Sun Emperor still discovered that the youth's gaze upon him remained as majestic and imposing as before, as though he truly could kill him!

"Heh heh."

All he could do in response was sneer.

Luck could not remain good forever.

Yet for some reason, after this exchange, the Emperor's heart suddenly jolted!

Countless cries of alarm abruptly erupted across the battlefield!

Only something especially bizarre could have caused such a commotion.

The disturbance came from the core of the battlefield!

The Sun Emperor had created a scorching battlefield, yet at this moment, an icy chill swept through every direction!

For the first time, the Emperor shifted his gaze away from Li Tianming. He raised his head and looked toward the heart of

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