"Furnace?!"
From the moment he met the Yuwen brothers, Li Tianming had known the two were up to no good.
But he truly hadn't expected that this so-called "Yuwen Ancient Clan" had set its sights on Weisheng Moran.
Throughout the entire process, they had seemingly not looked at Weisheng Moran even once.
That could only mean these two were skilled at concealing themselves. Compared to the relatively "simple and honest" hunters of Soul-Hunting Star Dock, their hearts were far more sinister and vile!
"What does furnace mean?" Weisheng Moran asked, her voice turning cold.
"I don't know. It may be related to the number of Illusory Gods in your body, or its capacity," Li Tianming said gravely.
"What do we do?" A cold gleam condensed in Zi Zhen's beautiful eyes.
"Kill them, silence them, and run!" Li Tianming did not hesitate in the slightest, directly bringing out this "three-piece set."
Whether in terms of timing or background support, this encounter was exceedingly dire for the three of them. Li Tianming could vanish into nothingness, but Zi Zhen and Weisheng Moran could not. Bringing them with him had its benefits, but he also had to bear these risks.
They were the women he loved. Naturally, he could not fuss over such things.
"Zi Zhen, you take the kill. We'll hold one back!" Li Tianming immediately made his decision and assigned their roles.
At this stage, Zi Zhen was the only Chaos Eonic God. She was indeed stronger than Li Tianming and Weisheng Moran, and worthy of reliance.
"Understood!" Zi Zhen nodded.
The instant her words fell, her body underwent a cracking transformation. Scales, spikes, Nine Palace Eyes, and Eight Kill Arms all burst forth. In the blink of an eye, she transformed from a young girl into a hellish evil ghost.