White Wind had not said those words on its own; Li Tianming had taught it to say them.
Those words perfectly encapsulated a father's thoughts.
When the Xuanting Emperor heard this, he fell completely silent. He took a deep breath, said no more, and finally waved his hand. "Watch your safety. Don't go and die in this battle!"
With that, he shut off the communication stone!
"You really are better suited to be his father!" White Wind rolled its eyes.
"Cut the crap. Speed up. Whether we can break the deadlock depends on the Divine Beast Imperial Army." Li Tianming urged.
The Divine Beast Imperial Army was a major trump card in Li Tianming's battle. The entire army had already mobilized, so they definitely could not let the Xuanting Emperor call them back.
The Yan Clan, Tu Clan, Lei Clan, and Jian Clan—these four great imperial-clan ghost gods had actually abandoned even their own imperial residences and ancestral lands. Taking advantage of the Divine Tomb Sect's attack on the Ye Clan and An Clan, the ghost gods of these four clans were carrying out an emergency relocation, all entering the Military God Vortex... The fact that these four clans had agreed so decisively still somewhat exceeded Li Tianming's expectations.
With this, the Military God Vortex could indeed become an impregnable fortress of copper walls and iron ramparts. Swallowing it whole would truly be difficult, far harder than picking them off one by one.
But this also meant that the Ye Clan and An Clan, the two lone seedlings of the imperial clan bloodlines, had been completely abandoned by the imperial-clan ghost gods. Since they had finally united and condensed into one, sharing life and death, they would no longer come out and give the Divine Tomb Sect an opportunity to