Zi Zhen rolled her eyes, pulled back her hands, and said, "It stopped hurting ages ago. It's just a tiny wound, what the hell does it count for? The cult leader's been dealt with now, but the Divine Tomb Cult is still in danger. Don't waste time on me."
Though she looked more like a young girl, her personality was truly fierce and unyielding.
Seeing that she was indeed fine, Li Tianming felt somewhat relieved. After nodding, he checked the Sumeru Ring left behind by the Divine Tomb Cult Leader.
"There's no Communication Star Tower!"
After saying that, he frowned slightly and locked onto the Tomb God. Without another word, he entered it together with Zi Zhen.
The Tomb God was dim and thick with deathly aura. So even if this cosmic warship might have been stronger than the Mechdragon, Li Tianming would never like such a tombstone-like environment. It was far too inauspicious.
Buzz! Buzz!
A great deal of Silver Dust surged from his body and entered every corner of the Tomb God, while Li Tianming hurriedly refined the warship's core.
The moment he gained control, Silver Dust had already found the Communication Star Tower. This thing had been placed together with the Divine Tomb Cult Leader and a large amount of nebula sacrifices; without a careful search, it would have been impossible to find.
"The problem shouldn't be too serious."
After checking it, Li Tianming destroyed the Communication Star Tower. Immediately afterward, he took control of both the Tomb God and the Mechdragon and set off at top speed!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One dragon and one tombstone—two great cosmic warships thundered through space, charging at maximum speed toward the Divine Tomb Cult!
Sitting cross-legged at the front of the Tomb God, Li Tianming held the Eastern Emperor Sword