"Void Sword Record, Young Child Sword Art..."
Yi Taoyao's face turned slightly pale as she lowered her head to look at the black Eastern Emperor Sword pointed before her.
On that sword, violent purple Thunderfiend Cosmic Impulse Sword Qi raced like lightning, already spreading onto her body.
The stabbing pain brought by that lightning cosmic impulse, along with the lingering spatial pressure of the sword's singularity, both pointed to one fact.
That was—
If Li Tianming did not stop, she would not be able to block this strike.
Like Shenxi Yao, her seven stellar organs would be pierced through. She would lose most of her combat power, and her Ancient God Ring would be destroyed.
Whoosh!
Li Tianming decisively put away the black Eastern Emperor Sword, cupped his hands, and said, "Good little sister, I concede."
"Damn it, when you wanted something from her, you called her big sister. Now that you've won, you call her little sister. Are you even human?"
Yinghuo descended from the sky, its wings blazing with Purgatory Fire, and landed on Li Tianming's forehead.
"Huff..."
Only then did Yi Taoyao's rigid body relax somewhat.
Though it had lasted only an instant, she had already smelled death.
Twelfth level of the Lesser Celestial Star Realm. His cultivation is no different from when we last met. But...
Strange!
Yi Taoyao still found it hard to believe.
A weakling of an opponent had now unquestionably defeated her!
Her multicolored eyes trembled faintly as she stared at Li Tianming, unable to speak for a long while.
Her heart was a tangled mix of emotions.
So, this son of Lin Mu, who should have been a joke, defeated me with his bizarre methods. An Ascendant defeating a Fourth Astral Realm Star God—by now, he must have shaken all of Darkstar...