"He ran?"
Zi Zhen, Weisheng Moran, and An Ning truly hadn't expected that the instigator of this war, after causing such massive casualties and chaos, would not even show his face before fleeing outright.
But on second thought, opponents like Li Tianming and them were indeed beyond the realm of ordinary people.
Now that the Left Tomb King was dead, with thirty million elite Eonic Gods entering the fray, along with a billion Chaos Ghosts and ten billion Chaos Star Beasts storming the Divine Tomb Cult, the destruction of the Divine Tomb Cult was a foregone conclusion from every angle!
Li Tianming had fought battles where he faced ten alone. Let alone now, when they held an overwhelming advantage several times greater?
"What a coward!" Zi Zhen cursed first, but then said, "The odds are better here, and I can't be of much help. It's safer for me to stay by your side."
Hearing this, Weisheng Moran's eyes also revealed her desire to follow, but before she could speak, Zi Zhen said, "You don't need to come. Leave your Illusory God here. If anything changes in the battle, you can still hold the line."
"Then you must be careful." Weisheng Moran knew which battlefield she was more useful on, and she also knew time was pressing, so she did not insist.
The key was that, judging by how Li Tianming had slain the Left Tomb King, the combat power granted by his five hundred billion sentient beings' line was now too terrifying. Within the territory of Xuanting, he should have been leagues ahead of everyone else.
"Coordinate with An Ning and make sure the Divine Tomb Cult is taken down." After saying this to Weisheng Moran, Li Tianming swiftly boarded the Mechdragon.
"Catch up to him as soon as possible!"