Crack, crack, crack.
The blood-cocooned man loosened. The flying strands of blood-red hair slowly contracted, and the outline of a human face gradually emerged from the cocoon at the center.
He glanced at the Myriadstar Field ahead and said hoarsely, "Boss, once we finish this job, I want to avenge my little brother."
"Lin Changkong and Lin Lingxiao, right?" the invisible man asked.
That had been their most disastrous deal!
The Wusheng Chaos Cavern had cost them a Tianjun-class astralship!
"Mm."
"Don't worry. It will definitely happen. Though Swordgod Star is safe, as long as the Swordgod Lin Clan refuses to abandon the Boundless Swordsea, once war begins, those people in the Boundless Swordsea will be the first to die."
"They won't leave. Their ancestral halls, ancestral tombs, and roots are all in the Boundless Swordsea. The Swordgod Lin Clan cannot cast off the moral shackles handed down by their ancestors. They are good people—and they are definitely dead people too."
The invisible man was the opposite of the Swordgod Lin Clan.
Thus, he smiled with disdain.
He believed everything was under his control.
Yet he still could not see that the starry sky around the Myriadstar Field was filled with eight-star ladybugs.
"Fuck!"
Li Tianming was just about to study the "Lightning Character Mural" when Silver Dust suddenly shouted into his ear.
That metallic voice, like machinery grinding against metal, nearly tore Li Tianming's eardrums apart.
"What the hell are you yelling for?"
He hurriedly withdrew from the mural palace, lest he become caught in the chaos of the nine murals.
"What is it?"
Lin Xiaodao was still outside.
He hurriedly put away the smooth green gourd in his hand and stared nervously at Li Tianming, terrified that he had seen something.
"Th-there's a thief!"
Silver Dust cried