Only Qi Tianmu Yue remained.
Bathed in radiance, Li Tianming looked down with his divine eyes at the woman crawling beneath his feet. Her waterfall-like black hair lay scattered, while tears of terror dripped down with soft patters.
She had once been Myriadpath Valley's proudest woman, and also its most arrogantly contemptuous one!
If someone had only surpassed her by a sliver, there was no way they could have frightened her into this state.
Di Xiong had been refined and burned within the Hellfiend Blood Cauldron. His miserable end was still vivid before her eyes...
"Master... if you spare Mu Yue's life, then for the rest of my days, I will no longer belong to the Qitian Clan! To stay alive, even if you tell me to kill my brother or murder my father, I will not so much as blink. Use me against the Qitian Clan, and I will not shrink from death ten thousand times over..."
She crawled forward and wrapped her arms around Li Tianming's legs, raising her face with tears brimming in her eyes.
Unexpectedly, when someone like her appeared pitiable, she was rather delicate and moving.
"You'd even be willing to kill your father?" Li Tianming's voice boomed like thunder beside her ears.
"I would!" Qi Tianmu Yue answered without a moment's hesitation.
"You're that afraid of death?" Li Tianming sneered.
"I am! I fear death, but I fear even more dying miserably, dying ridiculously. Everyone only gets one life. Who knows whether Reincarnation truly exists? Even if it does, could I be reborn into such a lofty position in my next life?"
"If I were merely a speck of dust in some Yangfan-class world, what difference would that be from never having lived at all? This life has already been fortunate enough. Better to