He knew full well what his responsibility was, so he did not want to stop for even a moment. Only slaughter could put his heart at ease!
Die!
Die!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The apocalypse of the Huan Tian Divine Clan on the Sun was still continuing!
Until, at one moment, a peculiar voice came from Li Tianming's Companion Space, making him pause slightly.
"Little Li! Lord Dust misses you."
Who else would call himself Lord Dust?
It was absolutely Lin Xiaodao who had spoiled it rotten.
At that moment, the tension between Li Tianming's brows finally eased somewhat.
"Silver Dust, Little Five!"
High above the heavens, Li Tianming hurriedly stopped and looked toward the Companion Space.
The hundreds of billions of metallic Silver Dust individuals that had originally filled the Companion Space had now dwindled to... one!
One could only imagine how terrifying that super order divine source had been.
Nearly all the Silver Dust individuals that had participated in the evolution had been destroyed. Within the Companion Space, only a single weak little silver cockroach remained. It was merely the size of a pinky finger, lying feebly in its nest. It could only struggle to lift its head and meet Li Tianming's gaze with dim little black eyes.
In terms of life form, Silver Dust was still more heaven-defying. Even if this last little silver cockroach died, it still had many individuals on the Sun that had temporarily fallen dormant and could awaken. It still would not die.
But with every individual that had participated in the evolution annihilated, that meant its super order divine source would be completely wasted as well!
Seeing how frail and dim this last little cockroach looked, Li Tianming's heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly said, "It doesn't matter if you failed. Your life