Hah... hah...
At this moment, it felt as though every shattered mustard seed throughout his body was releasing pain.
Pain like a tidal wave swallowed all his senses.
To still be alive under such circumstances was already heaven-defying fortune.
Through the haze, Li Tianming heard far too many mournful cries—the despairing voices carried through the sentient lines. To many people, Li Tianming was like a lamp in the darkness. But now, that lamp had fallen from the sky and shattered into pieces, plunging the world back into darkness where one could not see one's hand before one's face, filled with fear and gloom.
Amid the cries of grief, the voices he heard more clearly came from Yinghuo and the other five.
Their voices were shrill, and someone was even sobbing. There was no need to guess—it had to be Xianxian. He could also vaguely hear Silver Dust's mechanical, stuttering voice. In the past, no emotion could be heard in its voice, but this time, Li Tianming sensed its heart being torn apart.
To have such a proud little thing worry over his life and death, Li Tianming suddenly felt that this life of his had truly been worth it.
There were too many people who saw him as this important!
An intense feeling of exhaustion swept through his body. He wanted to get up, only to find that he could not even move a finger. At the slightest movement, blood seeped from all over his body, while layer upon layer of bloody droplets over his eyeballs obscured his vision.
Yet even so, Li Tianming could still sense that, at this critical moment, all five of them were standing in front of him!
The Sun Emperor Sovereign must have continued attacking, determined to wipe them out completely. That was why they