Thunderbolts crisscrossed that face, and its pair of violet eyes were like two violet stellar sources. The tangled violet hair atop its head resembled ten-thousand-meter giant serpents...
Yet no matter how grand or magnificent it was, Li Tianming could still make out Lin Xiaoting's features within that face.
It couldn't be helped. He had once sliced this face to pieces.
Just like shaving meat off a pig's head!
Even though it had been satisfying, looking at it again still disgusted him.
At this moment, Li Tianming was not even as big as this fellow's head... It couldn't be helped; this was the gap of a hundred thousand years.
This Imperial Son of the Violet Lightning Star Prison was indeed powerful!
He should have counted among the peak existences of the entire World of Disorder.
To be enemies with such a peak existence, with an immeasurably vast chasm between their strengths—honestly, this was an enormous test of Li Tianming's state of mind!
"Li Tianming..."
As Lin Xiaoting's stellar-source-like eyes fixed upon him, endless thunder serpents spread forth, forming a sphere that locked Li Tianming within.
"A hundred thousand years ago, you defeated me nine times. I said that on the tenth, I would defeat you! But you coward, you vanished for a full hundred thousand years! For these hundred thousand years, I cultivated bitterly day and night just to surpass you. Now that I have finally seen you today, you have turned into an ant... Tell me, are you the joke, or am I?" Every word from the thunder giant came with an explosion of lightning.
Li Tianming looked up at him and said calmly, "The one who defeated you nine times a hundred thousand years ago was not me."
"You have grown so weak that you no longer dare admit