Li Tianming swept his gaze over them.
He knew these dozen or so people well. For one, they had all been defeated by Li Tianming on the Chaotian Ranking.
For another, back at the Tianyuan Star River, when Li Tianming had taken the divine source, this lot had mocked him as a lowborn blood beastmaster.
"Looks like after more than half a year, their injuries have healed and their hides are itching again."
Li Tianming sneered.
He was not nervous, but Li Fan was somewhat tense. He patted Li Tianming's arm and said, "Did you see that fat man?"
"I saw him."
How could Li Tianming have failed to notice such an eye-catching helper?
Beside the three-meter-tall Huang Daoxiong stood a five-meter-tall giant. This man was enormously fleshy, like a white polar bear in human form, his face full of thick meat and his body stark white. Only a few hemp ropes bound his body. Though he was a beast-like man, he wore his hair in a bun.
That appearance... he looked like the kind who would be terrifying in a wrestling match!
From the star points in his eyes, Li Tianming could tell that he was also a ghosts-and-gods.
Li Tianming's gaze sharpened as he looked at the golden Myriadpath Ring on the man's hand. The name on it was "Zhuo Ge."
"Who is that?" Li Tianming asked Li Fan.
"A vassal of the Huangdao Aristocratic Family, named 'Zhuo Ge.' He's a Myriad Cosmos disciple around a thousand years old. His cultivation is about the same as mine—Tenth Cosmic Chart—but I suffered severe injuries. Right now, I can't even beat you, much less him! Zhuo Ge is the same as my master, a White Xiao of the Heavenly Ghost Clan!" Li Fan said quickly.
The same as Mr. Taihe?