Of course, it was best to have someone backing him.
Only then could he continue soaring at light speed like this!
One, three, five!
After Li Tianming's ninth year at Flying Star Fort came to an end, he did not rest for even a moment. He continued throwing himself into slaughtering beasts and killing people, like a machine pumped full of chicken blood!
"Everything, for the sake of becoming a Chaos Eonic God!"
His goal was already not far away.
What made Li Tianming somewhat impressed was that his killings had not made the disciples of those three clans restrain themselves or grow fearful. Instead, it had driven them even crazier.
Perhaps reinforcements had arrived from Imperial Ruins. In a short time, more than two thousand people were hunting Li Tianming outside Flying Star Fort, and a large portion of them were already seventh- and eighth-rank Chaos Eonic Gods!
They were far stronger than Li Tianming was now!
Moreover, many of them were not from those three clans. This showed that the three clans' friends and supporters had also come rushing over after hearing the news.
There might be even more to come!
"I can understand it. They're so strong themselves, with such immense influence, yet they've been toyed with and humiliated by a street rat like me. If they don't get rid of me, they have no other way to wash away the shame from their faces."
It was like someone trying to pinch a little yellow chick to death, only for the thing to suddenly peck out his eye. How could that possibly be tolerated? Arms, fists, and legs would all come at once—they would never retreat or flee for their lives.
If they truly admitted defeat, then this Lady Yan, Bai Gu, and Wei Kunchen could forget