However, just as Li Tianming thought this matter had come to a perfect end, an accident suddenly arose again.
"Exchange what?"
After a heartbroken cry, a voice steeped in despair and pain rang out beneath Li Tianming's feet.
The speaker was none other than the surviving Siming Yiyue.
Her abrupt voice stood out especially clearly amid this deathly silence.
The Huan Tian Divine Clan were all slightly stunned as they looked toward Siming Yiyue's Astral God Origin.
Her voice carried a trace of madness and grief as she said to Li Tianming, "It seems you still don't understand our Huan Tian Divine Clan! With my husband gone, there is no hope left in this life. How could I cling to life?"
Having spoken, she addressed the Huan Tian Divine Clan in the most resolute voice, "Brother! Sister! You need not make things difficult for yourselves. I choose death myself! I ask only one thing of everyone! After I die, this man must be torn into ten thousand pieces. The Primordial Sands and these Ancestor Realm insect-serpents must be slaughtered to the last! The Huan Tian branch of our Eightfold Gods must rule the universe, and beneath the heavens, within the heavenly way, there must be no more rebels!"
The Huan Tian Divine Clan of the Upper Star Ruins surpassed those of the Lower Star Ruins by far in their extremity!
Their resolve to die for love was the most exaggerated among all clans. Between ordinary beastmasters and their lifebound beasts, losing the other basically would not lead them to choose suicide, but among the Huan Tian Divine Clan, the likelihood truly was enormous.
Li Tianming had thought that someone from the high-born Siming Lineage would value her life more, but he had gambled wrong!
As her elder brother and sister,