"Leave none alive?" Weisheng Moran asked.
"That's right! Your existence can't be exposed for now. Whether they're Tianjiu's believers or the fearful ones, death is their only destination," Li Tianming said seriously.
If they were believers, they saw death as a sacrifice.
If they were enemies, they would leak the news, so they deserved death even more.
There was no need for conflict, then.
"Mm..."
Weisheng Moran's long hair billowed as she descended before an Astral God Origin. She no longer even needed Li Tianming to act. With the Three Lives Love Sword, she pierced through an Astral God Origin, stripped away its impurities, and transformed it into the purest shattered Illusory God and bloodline power, absorbing it into herself.
This sight drove the fanatics into greater frenzy and filled the fearful with deeper terror.
"Ancestor Tianjiu!"
"An eternal myth..."
The Huan Tian Divine Clan had always been a race of twisted temperaments. The birth of this perfect woman undoubtedly magnified that distortion.
Many Astral God Origins were even eager to rush forward and become part of Weisheng Moran.
"Urgh..."
Thus, even if some Illusory Gods were useless to her, she instinctively carried out Tianjiu's destiny, devouring Astral God Origins one after another, flesh and blood alike.
"She's ranked ninth and last, yet she's already this terrifying... Huangqi is definitely trying to play the pig to eat the tiger in front of me." Li Tianming became even more convinced that he shouldn't trust Huangqi.
It was fine to coax her along.
But letting her out would be utterly brain-dead.
In the end, only two Huan Tian Divine Clan members remained before Weisheng Moran: the elderly man and woman known as Mu Sheng.
They cried out miserably, "Since you are the Ancestor, could you answer us one question before we die?"