"Let him escape?"
"This..."
"He really can slip away. Even the Little Lion King failed to catch him!"
"What the hell were you doing, letting a black-ring disciple toy with you like this? How embarrassing!"
"You think you can do better? Go on, then."
"I'm a Myriad Universes disciple. If I go up and Venerable Lan Yun kills me, will you die in my place?"
"Forget it, then."
The discussions of the onlookers left those five hundred-odd gold-ring Creation disciples, who had come in such a grand show of force, utterly embarrassed and red-faced.
Li Tianming's single line—"Is that all?"—left them unable to retort.
Moreover, more than three hundred of them had already been humiliated for the second time. They could only swallow this disgrace, their tempers completely deflated.
For a moment, the defeated crowd flushed scarlet. Their vicious words clogged in their throats, utterly impossible to spit out.
Buzz!
From within the crowd, the Little Lion King, Huangdao Sheng, stepped out once more.
To be honest, he himself had nearly taken Li Tianming down just now.
It had also been his suggestion to attack the white formation diagram!
Yet Li Tianming's reaction speed had still exceeded his expectations.
More precisely, it was the reaction speed born of Li Tianming and Miaomiao working together. There were two minds at work: Li Tianming made the judgments, while Miaomiao acted. That actually made them even faster!
Even if their cultivation realms were insufficient, Primordial Chaos Giant Beasts were miracles when it came to sheer mystique!
Now that Li Tianming had broken free of their encirclement, pursuing him would be even harder.
"This really is more troublesome than imagined. We can't assume he's some hundred-year-old little nobody and therefore easy to deal with..."
The Little Lion King frowned. The four golden pupils at