Li Tianming stood amid the White Tiger Primordial Chaos Army, and even he was left reeling by such a cosmic battlefield. At this moment, enemies had not even reached him yet!
However, he was not of the Primordial Chaos Clan. Ordinary Tomb of Gods Cult members might not recognize him, and even if they encountered him, they might not necessarily attack him. Thus, Li Tianming was still relatively safe for now.
"Silver Dust, how is the situation?"
Amid such a chaotic battlefield, the heaven-shaking explosions and blazing light obscured even his Heaven-Stealing Eye. Trapped within the fray, he could only see the surrounding Primordial Chaos Clan fighting desperately, with Illusory Gods, Astral Realms, and the like occasionally charging in.
But as for who was winning the overall battle, and toward whom the scales of victory were tipping, Li Tianming could not see it at all for the time being!
"More or less... deadlocked!" Though Silver Dust also found it difficult to survive here, it at least had more vantage points. From the outer perimeter, it could see far more clearly than Li Tianming.
"Facing a sudden killing force several times their size, being able to hold a stalemate is already impressive! If they can keep holding on, those three Primordial Chaos Armies can't possibly refuse to reinforce them, right? They wouldn't dare be that blatant, would they?" Li Tianming secretly thought.
He still did not fully understand the relationships between the four Court Gods, so it was difficult for him to draw conclusions.
"For now, Mo Yu, Ling Tian, advocate, resisting, enemy, offensive! Leave, barrier, soon!" Silver Dust said.
Li Tianming could feel it too. The White Tiger Primordial Chaos Army's strategy now was to withstand the pressure and break out backward. They were no longer thinking about capturing the