Li Tianming gritted his teeth fiercely, drew a deep breath, and looked behind him with blazing eyes!
In the most impassioned voice, he said, "I know you've been watching me, keeping tabs on me! You must know quite a lot about me! If you're willing to help me this time, I'll owe your people a favor. If the day comes when I have enough power to command the situation, I'll bring your clan back to the Upper Star Ruins and rebuild a new world! From then on, there will only be the Yanhuang Clan—no more distinction between gods and netherfolk!"
They had hidden themselves very deeply, so deeply that even Silver Dust could not detect them. Yet White Night and White Ling knew they existed. They were a pair of eyes hidden beyond the door. Ever since Li Tianming had emerged from that strange space last time, that door had remained behind him. Li Tianming guessed that they wanted to observe how quickly he cultivated the Eonic God Dao while uncovering his other secrets.
Either way, he could only gamble!
As for returning to the Upper Star Ruins, ending the divide between gods and netherfolk... that was Li Tianming's guess. These ancient Yanhuang ruins of the Ancestral Realm were nothing but a swamp world. Even if one possessed enough power, compared to that resplendent starry sky, its beauty fell far too short. It was the difference between a dungeon and the mortal world. He could only guess... that their ultimate goal was to return openly and honorably.
Unfortunately, there were no longer many powerful Yanhuang God Clan members in the Upper Star Ruins. After countless years, who could give them an identity free of shackles?
Li Tianming might be able to do it!
"I keep my word. If I break