Li Tianming froze in shock!
He had no idea who had attacked him!
That icy grip seemed harmless, but it was like having a sword pressed against every part of his body. With a single thought, the attacker could destroy most of him in an instant!
Who possessed such a heaven-defying ability?
It was definitely more than the power of a mere Chaos Eonic God!
Crack, crack, crack!
As a terrible chill gripped Li Tianming, the ice inside him stirred and formed five words across his organs.
"Get out of the Divine Grave Sect!"
That was a threat!
Who had made it?
Li Tianming could think of only two people. Neither would target him openly, which was why this person had hidden from everyone to threaten him!
Which one was it?
"This ice is the power of an Illusory God..."
Once Li Tianming realized that, he knew exactly who had given him such a cold-blooded warning from the shadows!
"Fine. The old battle fanatic only treated our feelings like a childish game. You've gone further—you want me dead."
Better for him to vanish from the world without a sound, never to cross anyone's mind again.
Why tell him to get out of the Divine Grave Sect?
So those people could kill him sooner. If he didn't die inside the sect, the impact on Zi Zhen and Weisheng Moran would be smaller.
Of course, she wouldn't do it herself. That might make her disciple hate her.
One warning was enough for her to put him out of sight and out of mind.
Clearly, she was angry.
"What's wrong with that woman? She took on an apprentice, that's all. It's not like Little Li defiled her daughter," Yinghuo said, rolling his eyes.
"Chicken Bro, what do you know? She must have realized