But they had all been wholly focused on absorbing the simulacrum tide—who could they blame?
"Zhan Tianfeng and the others were crushed and defeated by the power of all living beings, so they can't be used as a reference... In that case, my battle against Xing Baizhan and Luori Guiyang, which lasted quite a while, was the true reflection of my real level!"
Seen that way, if he faced this Momo head-on, there should still be a fight to be had!
Unfortunately, Li Tianming gave him no chance.
He had crushed and killed too many people during this period. It was easy to give himself the impression that the Eight Gods were nothing special, but Li Tianming knew clearly in his heart that setting aside the power of all living beings, and setting aside his ambush journey that had crippled a hundred people in succession, his own cultivation realm, techniques and battle arts, and consciousness simulacra were truly important!
At that moment, the suddenly shattered Momo had already learned the situation from the others.
"Li Tianming!" Momo had already admitted defeat. He had not suffered for the moment and remained fairly calm as he said coldly, "You don't dare kill us. And with so many people in tow, you can't leave the Gods' Tomb Park. It's useless."
"You needn't worry about that." As Li Tianming spoke, he had Xianxian and the others restrain these heavily wounded, dying people, then thrust the Decarch Era God Swords into that Star Emperor's Eonic God Tribulation Sea. Four-fifths of the simulacrum tide still remained within.
The instant it entered, Li Tianming's eyes lit up.
"A massive tonic!"
The simulacra of the Decarch Era God Swords showed signs of continuing to rise. This strongest Eonic God Tribulation Sea truly was tremendously useful.
"Attack him!" Momo