And when Zi Zhen got angry, Li Tianming could clearly feel the power throughout her body surge once more!
Li Tianming clicked his tongue. "She's already this fierce right after breaking through to the Chaos Eonic God stage, and anger makes her even stronger? That's outrageous."
He saw all eight of Zi Zhen's arms turn sharp as blades!
Jagged purple scales covered them, giving them a savage, terrifying look. Yet their surfaces gleamed with nebular light, lending them a strange beauty.
Most strikingly, the end of each thick arm had become a purple blade tens of thousands of meters long, radiating a dense aura of slaughter!
Li Tianming had no doubt that if Zi Zhen wanted to cut him apart, every part of him except his Demon Heaven Arm would be sliced to pieces with ease...
He had to admit, "Eight Killing Arms" sounded a little stupid—almost like "eight idiots"... But their killing power was unquestionably terrifying!
Li Tianming couldn't help asking, "Nine Palace Eyes, Eight Killing Arms... Zi Zhen, just what is your connection to the Purpleblood Clan?"
The Zi Zhong he had fought before had Nine Palace Eyes.
From that alone, Zi Zhen was definitely connected to the Purpleblood Clan.
But according to Silver Dust, even the Purpleblood Clan warriors of Hunting Soul Starhold who had reached the Chaos Eonic God stage didn't have Eight Killing Arms when they transformed into Ghost Gods.
So Zi Zhen clearly wasn't the same as the Purpleblood Clan, either.
Zi Zhen shook her head. "Let's leave that aside for now. The Eight Killing Arms have made me stronger, and that's what matters."
Li Tianming nodded. "You're already stronger than me. If you open a few more Palace Eyes, I won't stand a chance against you."
Zi Zhen smiled. "Without your nebula offerings,