Tai Yu, within Yu Ruins!
"Seven Fate Defiers? Is that how we're playing this?"
Li Tianming had been searching for new options with Fengting Linwan and the others when he received news that "Kuntian Zhen" had been killed.
They could never have imagined that Kuntian Zhen was one of Li Tianming's lifebound beasts. Thus, they had no idea that Li Tianming and his side had already learned every detail of this supposedly silent, traceless assassination.
"What do we do?" Weisheng Moran asked. She was quite displeased as well. Though Kuntian Zhen's shell was useless, who knew what their next move would be? What if someone on their side truly ended up dead or wounded?
"Two steps."
Li Tianming pondered briefly, then said, "First, have White Wind describe the attacker's physical features and ask Mo Yu Jitian whether she can uncover information on this group."
"How much should we hold back from Mo Yu Jitian?" Weisheng Moran asked softly.
"We've come this far. No need to conceal too much—about as much as I told my teacher should be enough," Li Tianming said.
He meant Yue Li Lian.
"Understood. And the second step?" Weisheng Moran seemed to have already guessed it, and her gaze turned faintly cold.
Over in Yu Ruins, Li Tianming's brows warmed and his expression softened as he said, "Let our darling Zi Zhen come out and stretch her muscles."
In the direction of the Divine Tomb Seat.
These days, Mo Yu Jitian, Mo Yu Lingtian, Sifang Boyan, and the others had remained together, busy drilling troops. Every day, before hundreds of thousands of people, they looked exceedingly occupied.
Training a Primordial Chaos Formation required an enormous amount of time. No Primordial Chaos Clan army could be built overnight.
As for why the Mo Yu Prefecture Gods had