Li Tianming was still nursing a headache over how to deal with the more than six billion Sirius ghost gods within the fiery clouds. He truly had not expected the Sun Emperor to want to kill him already.
The Nine Dragon Imperial Tomb was dragging the sphere, yet it had not even dragged it halfway.
"After the Yanhuang Guardian Formation is activated, his and the Yanhuang Coffin's destructive power will rise by another level."
Even with the empowerment of fifty billion sentient beings, a fatal sense of crisis still hung over his heart.
The Sun Emperor wanted to step over the Star-Devouring Emperor and Li Tianming in succession, ascend to the supreme position, and complete his own transformation!
He could not wait even a moment longer.
"Ruthless enough. It seems he believes those ghost gods in the sky are no longer a threat."
Even within the Nine Dragon Imperial Tomb, protected by the Astralship Barrier, the deathly danger surging from behind still shrouded his heart. It was like a flaming lion that had already sunk its teeth into the back of his neck, carrying a stench of blood on the wind!
Cold, merciless, violent, savage.
This was the true Sun Emperor hidden beneath his current smiling face.
After killing one emperor and two empresses, his "momentum" rose again. It was as though all the blazing fire across the Sun had gathered upon him, converging within the Yanhuang Coffin.
Boom!
Boom!
One coffin, two people—they became a dazzling shooting star, speeding through the sky beneath the pursuit of the Yanhuang Guardian Formation's beast tide. Their shrill whistle could be heard even from the ground.
This was a race against death.
The Emperor had already raised his butcher's blade and swung it straight at Li Tianming. How Li Tianming responded would decide