"Good!"
Upon hearing this, the Rooster-Crest Elder's eyes turned red. He slapped Li Tianming's chest hard and praised, "Worthy of being a divine talent cultivated by our Divine Tomb Sect!"
The way he looked at Li Tianming had become even more different.
After praising him, he sighed deeply. "In these times, there are hardly any young people left with feelings for their homeland and people. Our Divine Tomb Sect fell too suddenly, and the Primordial Chaos Clan was too overbearing. They shattered the backbone of too many clansmen, making them scramble to kneel and lick the Primordial Chaos Clan's boots. How could they understand that those who are not of our kind can never share one heart? The day the Nine Tomb Bloodlines are completely exterminated will be the day those thieves raise their blades against our common people!"
He gritted his teeth as he looked at Li Tianming, saying fervently, "So, child, for the sake of defending our land and protecting our clansmen, even if there is only the slightest sliver of hope, we must fight to the bitter end and carve out a path of survival for our people! This Divine Tomb Seat Nebula has belonged to the Star Realm Clan since ancient times!"
"Senior! Yes! I understand everything..."
Li Tianming answered enthusiastically, but inwardly, he thought, Does that make me a member of the Star Realm Clan too?
He was not even considered one of the Divine Tomb Sect.
The main reason he had steadied this Rooster-Crest Elder was simply that he did not want the man to shift his attention and go harass the Destiny Universe Dynasty.
As for the future of the entire Divine Tomb Seat Nebula, that was far beyond Li Tianming's capabilities. His current goal would not change: bring An Ning back, head