At this moment!
As Li Tianming stared at the little Lion King, Huang Dao Sheng, the little Lion King was also staring at Li Tianming, the one who had enraged even his father.
He had been in secluded cultivation, seeking to break through to the Qu Realm, when his clansmen called him out!
Being interrupted at such a critical moment, he was beyond frustrated.
Once he came out, he learned that his little brother, Huang Dao Xiong, had been killed—slain under the protection of Zhuo Ge and Tao Ying by a lowborn beastmaster from a realm, not even a hundred years old.
Hearing this news, Huang Dao Sheng was speechless.
What kind of nonsense was this?
When he learned that his father and Lan Yun had agreed to allow Fortune Disciples to fight and compete with Li Tianming, the little Lion King naturally understood that his father wanted him to solve this problem.
This problem was difficult, yet not difficult. It was only because Li Tianming's status was too low and he was too arrogant that he seemed especially disgusting!
If this was not handled well, losses were minor; losing face was major!
Thus, bringing over five hundred Gold-Ring Fortune Disciples and taking the initiative to strike, the little Lion King had only one goal: kill Li Tianming!
End this farce as soon as possible.
Upon seeing Li Tianming, he said no more. He had all five hundred-plus Fortune Disciples spread out, scattering around Li Tianming.
Then he personally attacked!
He did not say a single word to Li Tianming!
He was indeed swift and decisive, ruthless in killing.
The little Lion King understood that saying even one extra word to a universally despised "lowborn beastmaster" like Li Tianming was unnecessary.
Buzz!
The moment this supremely gifted ghoul began to