Pfft!
Two chunks of flesh flew off, one to the left and one to the right.
His eyes widened. He had originally resented Qi Tianyi for making him face Li Tianming's attack alone, but as he flew apart to either side, he happened to see Li Tianming seeming to have eyes on his back, bombarding Qi Tianyi with a frenzied assault. Meanwhile, her lifebound beast, White Scale, had just torn apart Li Tianming's Great Xia Chinese Character Illusory God!
There was no helping it—he simply had too many tricks!
Only then did Yumo Qiangming realize that Qi Tianyi did not want to avoid joining forces against him. Rather... she had already gone all out!
What was terrifying was that he could not even withstand a single sword strike from Li Tianming!
A majestic ghostly god ranked first on the Myriad Cosmos Heavenly Ranking had been cleaved in half by one sword. A ghostly god proud of his flesh and blood had undoubtedly suffered a massive drop in battle power!
"Even his battle power is terrifying to this extent. In another hundred years, who in Myriadpath Valley will be his match?!"
Despair!
Yumo Qiangming was drowning in despair.
To him, a hundred years was like one year in a mortal's experience—it would arrive in the blink of an eye. Facing this youth, who might reduce Myriadpath Valley to ashes within that "year," Yumo Qiangming was in unbearable agony, so terrified that his soul had long since fled his body!
He tried his best to fuse his body back together, but Li Tianming's sword force was still wreaking havoc within him. Even his seven-star organs had been severed. Recovery would take time—how could he resist?
There was no need to look. Yumo Qiangming already knew.
The three hundred Yumo Clan members behind