Just like that!
From the moment those super cosmic giants, each tens of millions of meters tall, crossed the dark chaotic nebula and entered Li Tianming's field of vision, until the thirty-five million Divine Tomb Ghost God allied army came fully into view, it would not take long!
They were in a hurry too!
The fact that they had not brought the Primordial Imperial Army, and that every one of them was marching at top speed, showed that they were desperate to destroy the Antian Imperial Palace and complete the final kill!
Among these thirty-five million people, some were eager to sell out their nation, some were eager for revenge, and some were eager to vent... Their expressions and demeanors made it clear—they were desperate beyond measure!
If they were a pride of lions, then they were clearly starving to death now. At last, they had spotted the sheepfold. Though they could only see Li Tianming, the fattest sheep of all, for the moment, every pair of eyes had turned blood-red!
Low growls rang out one after another, cold and sinister, impatient beyond restraint, crazed as if possessed.
It seemed that even those tens-of-millions-of-meters-tall superiors at the very front could no longer hold them back.
The silver-haired Xuanting Emperor took the lead, his expression cold and stern!
Beside him stood the Left Tomb King, the young powerhouse who had once been enraged half to death by Weisheng Moran's Illusory God. He was only slightly smaller than the Xuanting Emperor, his multicolored hair flying wildly, the space around him caving in beneath his terrifying strength!
There were also Old Ghost Woman Taicang and the Beast Emperor Huangji, both top-tier powerhouses.
Further behind came the imperial rulers of the four great Ghost God imperial clans, as well as the Divine Boat Envoys,