Boom—
Boom—
In an instant, two blazing streaks of starlight flashed across the sky.
They were gone in a flash!
Li Tianming had not even seen the two Eonic Gods!
As the Eonic Gods passed, even the mountains and forests around them shone brighter, as though they had received a blessing.
Li Tianming's attempt to hide had been utterly unnecessary. They were so fast that, within the near-ground range, they were countless times faster than a Xinghai Divine Vessel. The moment he moved, the Eonic Gods had already vanished far beyond sight!
"Fucking strong!"
Once it was safe, Li Tianming raised his head and looked ahead, his eyes filled with nothing but envy.
He vaguely remembered one streak being blue and the other dark green.
"Those two Eonic Gods clearly weren't any weaker than Fen Tianhe!"
Silver Dust had already spread throughout this Cemetery of the Gods, but after being detected by Fen Tianhe's "Eonic God Sense" last time, it did not dare make too much of a commotion.
"They... sent people... into... cemetery," Silver Dust reported.
"Oh..." Li Tianming's gaze turned cold. "As expected, the only ones who can enter the Cemetery of the Gods to cultivate are the top descendants of Xingyue Divine Que!"
For example, Luori Guiyang and Xingyue were descendants of Eonic Gods, but over at Xingyue Divine Que, their talent was considered ordinary. They definitely had no chance of entering the Cemetery of the Gods.
"Don't act yet. We'll talk after those Eonic Gods leave."
Li Tianming stared in the direction of the Cemetery of the Gods. Though his eyes burned with intensity, his heart had calmed first.
"Dancing on a blade's edge—now that's thrilling!"
An Eonic God was an unsolvable blade!
Li Tianming's longing only grew stronger.
This was the meaning of cultivation!