Two billion was no small number. It was nearly a quarter, a fifth of one divine multitude's Eonic God army—the very pillars of society. At the very least, they all possessed Kingfolk bloodlines; they were the foundation of every clan!
Including the opposing legion, the Infernal Heaven, Sin, and Morality divine multitudes had truly gone all out just to take down Li Tianming. Aside from the Imperial Star of the Infernal Heaven God Clan, which still retained Eonic Gods, the other two clans had practically been emptied out!
Six billion Astral God Origins were piled together, densely packed and quite a spectacular sight.
Li Tianming brought them out to give his opponents one final warning. The moment he brought down the butcher's blade, it would mean there was no longer any room for reconciliation in this battle!
He would fight these three divine multitudes to the death!
From Li Tianming's perspective, he would rather delay this inevitable battle.
"I'll count to three. If you still don't stop, six billion heads will fall!"
Li Wudi's voice was amplified through the Yanhuang Guardian Formation and surged forward, loud enough for every person and beast to hear.
After the first wave of sound swept out, the enemy did not stop!
Those stellar source ferocious beasts all had scarlet eyes. The divine multitudes of the three clans behind them hid within the clouds and mist, cold and bloodthirsty. They truly looked as though they had been driven frantic by defeat.
"One!"
"Two!"
Li Wudi began counting. Every shout was like rumbling heavenly thunder, spreading outward.
It was plain to see that the enemy's attacking army not only failed to stop, but became even more violent and ferocious than before.
"Don't! Don't!"
"Emperor Mingtian!"
The six-billion-strong vanguard had still been utterly certain they would be