With Long Xing's word, Li Tianming felt at ease and sank into the glittering abyss, remaining perfectly still.
For now, whether Long Xing could successfully reach him and escape the pursuit remained unknown!
"Where is he?" Li Tianming asked Silver Dust.
"He's still, shaking off, enemy, Eonic Gods," Silver Dust said.
"How strong is he?" This was what Li Tianming cared about most. There were so many Eonic Gods from the three Zhongtian stars, holding an overwhelming advantage in numbers, while his side had only one Eonic God. Protecting so many Yanhuang descendants from the three Zhongtian stars would obviously be incredibly difficult.
"Feels, very, good!" Silver Dust said.
If even it said he was good, then he should be decent enough.
"To become an Eonic God under the suppression of the Heavenly Dao shackles in such desperate circumstances, to guard a clan alone and change the fate of a Creation-grade world—he must be extraordinary!" Li Tianming waited quietly.
"Li Tianming, why did you stop?"
"You know you're doomed and can't run anymore, huh?"
"With the Star-Moon Guardian Barrier overhead, where else can you run to...?"
Those young Meteorite Gods had regained a trace of their pitiful confidence.
Li Tianming could not be bothered with them.
About half an hour later, Silver Dust delivered good news.
"He's almost, here!"
Li Tianming raised his head and looked diagonally upward. In the radiant abyssal passage, a dazzling starlight suddenly descended, finally condensing before him into a black-gold humanoid stellar body!
His facial features—eyes, ears, mouth, and nose—were all exceptionally distinct. He was handsome and imposing, his eyes blazing with majestic brilliance, dragon patterns flowing across his body.
The clothes worn by Eonic Gods were naturally Heavenly Origin Divine Artifacts forged from materials above Creation ore. Long Xing wore a set of black