"Keep it hidden when you make your move!" Li Tianming said to "Advisor Liu." "It won't be a problem."
With a transformation, Advisor Liu turned into a gust of soul wind. Even Li Tianming could barely recognize him.
The moment these two supreme experts moved, the deaths of these Primordial Imperial Army soldiers were practically sealed!
"You... you controlled Old Liu, and you still need him to enter the Imperial Ruins..."
At that moment, a hoarse, terrified, despairing voice came from the Astral God Origin in Li Tianming's hand.
It was a fragment of Yuwen Zhutting's remnant soul, his last shred of consciousness.
"Yes." Li Tianming spoke blandly as he walked.
"You... who exactly are you... What are you trying to do..." Yuwen Zhutting said miserably.
"Ask fewer questions. I have no need to waste words on a dying man." After saying that, Li Tianming crooked a finger toward the front. "Little Fish, come here!"
"Uh..."
As the violet lightning Astral God Origin trembled slightly, a tall, slender beauty with long dark-green hair appeared before Li Tianming.
The instant he saw her, Yuwen Zhutting wept. "A Furnace! A peerless Illusory God Furnace... A divine miracle, a miracle..."
"Let me introduce you. This is my beloved, Weisheng Moran..." Li Tianming placed the Astral God Origin into Weisheng Moran's hand and looked at it. "And you are her snack."
"No, no, no... I still have other uses!" Even amid his trembling collapse, Yuwen Zhutting still clung to a hope of survival.
But Li Tianming said to Weisheng Moran, "Swallow it directly. The sooner, the better. Fuse the Illusory God first, then slowly digest the order. Don't talk to a snack. It wastes time."
"Alright."
Weisheng Moran's eyes held only him, and nothing but sweetness. It was the feeling of being cherished and