He took a long, deep look at Li Tianming. Thinking of how the Yanhuang Underworld Clan had buried tens of millions of Huan Tian God Clan members from the Ten Desolate Star Furnaces alive, then thinking of the tens of millions of Illusory Gods on Weisheng Moran today... naturally, he believed it even more!
He even believed that Li Tianming had everything he had today, including that Xiwa Evil Ghost Legion, because he had helped Tianjiu achieve her first explosive growth.
Everything unreasonable about Li Tianming suddenly made perfect sense!
"So it was the ancestor who had been controlling everything in Antiquity Midsands behind the scenes! Perhaps even the Xiaxu Star Eye came from her arrangements! Tianjiu's return will inevitably trigger the greatest panic in the history of the Eightfold Gods. Therefore, before that happens, we must let the ancestor devour enough Huan Tian and get off to a smooth, soaring start!"
Without Li Tianming needing to say another word, the eleven of them had already filled in every detail in their minds.
After speaking, Weisheng Moran slipped back into the shadows and vanished from before their eyes.
As the mastermind behind the scenes, of course she could not show herself too often. She had to maintain an air of mystery.
With that one appearance from her, Li Tianming's next steps became much easier.
"Ahem. Everyone, get up." Li Tianming smiled warmly, brimming with friendliness.
"Yes..."
The Tianjiu Sect Master and the others rose. Only after Weisheng Moran had left did they feel less tense.
"Ancestor Li..."
The sect master sized Li Tianming up and down, his eyes gradually filling with a strange sort of envy. Clearly, in his eyes, for Li Tianming to be favored by the ancestor was truly the kind of luck one could only get after