The Mountain Sacrifice Spirit Ritual was, after all, something that came after the Ancient Banquet. Even though the Taiyi Sacred Body had stirred up waves, Li Tianming temporarily put it out of his mind.
What mattered most right now was still the Second Banquet.
"No matter what face I lose, I can't lose Little Fish's and Zi Zhen's faces."
Especially Weisheng Moran. She was already representing the Divine Tomb Sect in battle; as her "abandoned husband," he had to "slap some faces"!
Thus, after returning to the Imperial Prison, he only had two things left to do.
First, fight Corpse War Gods to temper his order.
Second, hunt heteromorphic creatures.
Among these, Corpse War Gods were easy to find, while heteromorphic creatures mainly depended on luck. What he would gain over the next sixty years was something even Li Tianming himself could not determine.
As for the disturbances outside the Imperial Ruins, he automatically shut them out.
The First Banquet was more than halfway through, and quite a few imperial-clan geniuses had already returned from the Divine Tomb Sect. The number of people in this War God Training Ground had increased somewhat.
However, Li Tianming barely interacted with any of them.
This War God Training Ground was enormous. If he wanted to avoid running into others, then he absolutely would not run into them.
And so, day after day passed.
Li Tianming spent roughly half his time challenging Corpse War Gods. The other half, while recuperating, reviewing, and tempering himself, he used the Heaven-Stealing Eye to search for heteromorphic creatures.
"I wonder how many of these special creatures exist within the heteromorphic realm? If I could enter that realm, wouldn't I strike it rich?"
Li Tianming had that thought, but unfortunately, these heteromorphic creatures appeared and vanished like ghosts. No