The Divine Emperor Banquet was still in full swing.
Li Tianming's interception and killing of Yuwen Zhulin was, to the Xuanting Cosmic Imperial Nation, no more than a tiny ripple on the vast sea.
Once the Astral Realm concealed and sealed him away, he could only be captured without a fight. No one would ever connect it to Li Tianming.
That was the Star Realm Clan's special ability.
For other cultivation systems, silently killing someone of roughly equal combat strength was exceedingly difficult.
The difficulty was enormous.
Now that this fellow had become an Astral God Origin and was sealed in Li Tianming's hand, no matter whether he threatened, begged, or cursed, no one cared in the slightest.
Li Tianming used the Void Universe Astral Manifestation to surround his Astral God Origin, then returned silently to the Imperial Ruins. He entered the Divine Tomb Cult again, strolling through it as though he were walking around his own home, and easily entered the forbidden Winter Li Palace.
The sight left Yuwen Zhulin's mind completely blank.
"Why? Why can none of these people see him?!"
He had long known that Li Tianming came and went like a phantom.
But he had never known his concealment abilities were this terrifying. Trapped within Li Tianming's body, he could not understand the details of the Void Universe Astral Manifestation at all. It was like being in the middle of a mountain and unable to see its true shape.
"Just who the hell are you?!"
Terrified, Yuwen Zhulin asked almost hysterically. His mentality had shattered more than once already.
No matter what he asked, Li Tianming ignored him. That indifference only made Yuwen Zhulin feel even more suffocated.
"Winter Li Palace? You actually dare to go straight in? Why did you bring me here?!"
Yuwen Zhulin