"Believe me. As long as we kill them all, victory will be ours! As long as those seven million Illusory God cultivators die in the An Heaven Imperial Residence, the seven million reinforcements outside are nothing to fear!"
The moment Li Tianming's words swept across the battlefield, his followers threw everything on the line.
In this desperate situation, there was only one path to survival before them. Any moment of hesitation meant failing to cherish their own lives and the lives of their wives and children behind them!
They did not even look up to see whether the Illusory Gods in the sky could still hold on. They did not worry over imaginary disasters. Their eyes were fixed on only one thing: slaughter!
"Li Tianming! Hurry!" Ji Ji watched as more and more of Weisheng Moran's delicate bodies split apart, blood flowing everywhere. Those girls were still holding on with their lives on the line, and Ji Ji could see that blazing faith in their eyes...
To be honest, although it called her a tea-tea girl, after working with her so many times on this matter, Ji Ji still admired her quite a bit.
As long as it was something Li Tianming ordered, Weisheng Moran had no self of her own. She had only one mission: complete the task.
Fortunately!
Li Tianming had not disappointed either of them!
At the front of the An Clan battlefield, An Zhen personally delivered three hundred thousand Astral God Origins from Illusory God cultivators. At the rear of the An Clan battlefield, An Xuetian also sent over two hundred thousand, all of them corpses and wreckage from the Xiao Clan!
"Swallow another five hundred thousand first! Hold through this wave! The Xiao Clan Emperor will be taken down soon. Once that happens, we can