Tai Cang Yinhe didn't need to say a word. Seeing Li Tianming amid countless fervent gazes, his very body seeming to shine with boundless light, Shen Hui found that glorious, righteous image utterly repulsive!
"Filthy chick!"
Shen Hui spat the insult coldly. Unable to hold back any longer, she gripped the Bone Demon Worldblade and surged forward like black mist, hurtling toward Li Tianming at terrifying speed. The blade in her hand carved gray lines of dead space, crawling toward him like centipedes of death!
At the sight, many elders and experts on the Divine Tomb Sect's side cried out.
"Deathbound Prison! That's an Astral Realm Eonic God art!"
"Who would've thought Shen Hui had the greatest talent for Eonic God arts among her siblings? Mastering Deathbound Prison before she turned ten thousand is extraordinary!"
"This is the first time she's used it in this fight! Looks like no one but Li Tianming could've forced her to reveal her trump card!"
"That Li Tianming brat has been reckless and arrogant. He's in for a world of pain this time..."
The fervent support from Xuanyan and the Divine Tomb Sect's confidence in Shen Hui stood in stark contrast.
As the saying went, where you sat decided how you thought!
Li Tianming saw it all: the deadly power of Shen Hui's Astral Realm Eonic God art, those fractured lines of space writhing like centipedes before him...
But compared to the power of all living beings surging through him, it amounted to nothing.
Li Tianming was experiencing a tremendous transformation in his emperor system. Guided by the "Tianming infant" of his emperor Tianming in his seventh astral organ, an entirely new, vast network was forming with the banquet platform at its center. The supporters' fervor made the perfect fuel!
*Sure enough, to make