"You're becoming Eonic Gods?"
At those words, Ji Ji's little face immediately filled with scorn. She chuckled. "Keep dreaming. I'll definitely be next! You two little brothers can wait in the back."
"Bullshit! Just you wait," White Night snapped in fury.
"Ridiculous!" White Ling snorted. "A little sister is still a little sister!"
This was the only thing the two of them ever agreed on.
At all other times, they fought.
"If you become Eonic Gods, are you confident you can break through all those people blocking the entrance?" Li Tianming asked.
"Why not try it and see?" White Night said contemptuously.
"Fine! If something truly urgent happens, I can stop cultivating and charge in to kill my way through."
Though there were many people blocking the entrance now, none of them were particularly strong overall. If he truly risked everything and forced his way inside, there was still hope.
"And if this drags on, when they fail to get me, they'll get bored themselves. Maybe they'll disperse."
With that thought, Li Tianming settled down.
"With the Starsea-grade heavenly soul orders from the little beast balls, plus the Derivative Ruins and Nine-Life Fruits, all the conditions for charging toward Eonic Godhood are in place."
Li Tianming had Silver Dust strengthen its surveillance, especially around the mountaintop, and report to him at all times. At the same time, he brought the Ancestral Realm Netherboat as close to Divine Relic Mountain as possible.
That three-headed, six-armed Soulfiend guarded the entrance of the Ancestral Realm Netherboat day and night. If Ye Lingfeng appeared again, it might be able to sense him.
"How is it? Have the Eightfold Gods and the Primordial Hengsha clashed at the mountaintop?"
Before entering seclusion, Li Tianming asked Silver Dust.
"For now, still, holding back. Both want, to rush