Li Tianming felt that the two sides had more or less decided the victor. At least for now, the losses were within his expectations.
One side might lose next, but for the other to smoothly drag Sword Mountain away in a short time was impossible!
Obviously, even if the Grand Emperor's side lost, they would destroy their barrier line!
"Very good!"
Li Tianming's tense mood eased slightly.
Next, it would depend on which of the two battered sides had the stronger willpower and could laugh last in this contest of strength!
"Grind these bitches to death!" Watching the once-arrogant Xingxuan Qiue suffer grievous wounds all over her body and take the worst beating from the group, White Wind could not have been more delighted.
"Brother!"
Xingxuan Qiue let out a heart-rending roar, warning the Left Tomb King that she was about to be unable to hold on. Why had he still not taken down the Grand Emperor?
That question probably left even the Left Tomb King speechless. Where had this old thing, practically at death's door, gotten such willpower to persist like this in the Third District?
He was anxious too!
Everyone was anxious!
"This old thing can't hold on anymore!"
In the next instant, the Left Tomb King saw through the Grand Emperor's final desperate struggle. The old thing hidden within the Origin Spirit Spring had gone deathly pale all over. No matter how furious his expression was, the decline of his body was a fact.
"No one can escape the killing power of time. You should have died long ago! The world after your death belongs to us!" the Left Tomb King sneered coldly.
"Hehe..."
The Grand Emperor burned with pale flames from head to toe. Like a holy deity, he radiated immense majesty. The intense killing intent