"Your man..."
Those three words alone made the brains of those eleven people buzz.
What drove them even more to the brink of collapse was the tone their ancestor had used when saying them.
Wasn't that the tone only a young girl in love would have?!
That sweet, proud little delight would have been perfectly normal on any woman, but the ancestor they had imagined had to be weighty, glorious, and exalted.
But no matter how hard they found it to accept, Tianjiu stood right before them. They had no choice but to believe.
"And another thing: everything related to Yanhuang, as well as those lifebound beasts on him, belongs to him. Stop dragging me into this." Weisheng Moran spoke calmly, but to them, those words were an even more "fatal blow."
"Yes!!"
The Cult Master sprawled on the ground, drenched in sweat, embarrassment packed into his ten-thousand-meter body.
At this moment, they finally faced the relationship between their ancestor and Li Tianming head-on... It wasn't an empress and her male favorite, but a union of two powers?
Though they still couldn't accept it in their hearts, the facts lay before them. They could only kneel!
"Did Ancestor Li truly repair the Great Xia Fusion Barrier all by himself?"
On that point alone, their eyes lit up, and they developed the deepest respect for Li Tianming.
"Don't just stand there! Seize the chance—kill as many as you can!"
The Cult Master hurriedly led them out of the Imperial Tomb. Personally taking action, he pursued and slaughtered the final remnants of the billion Eightfold Gods.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In this final wave, vast numbers of stellar warships exploded beneath the bombardment of the Textual Purgatory. The skies of Great Xia were filled with dense furnaces of flame, while countless burning Astral