Gongshu Ce had no idea what that meant. Nor did he know what kind of backer those twenty billion had forged for Li Tianming. He could only stare blankly at the girl in the purple dress as her finger touched his forehead.
"I was actually forced too..."
Just as Gongshu Ce was about to say that he had been forced into it, that finger suddenly jabbed forward. A surge of black-purple power erupted from the purple-dressed girl's fingertip, instantly piercing through Gongshu Ce's skull.
"Uh?"
Gongshu Ce froze for only an instant. Starting from his forehead, his entire body turned from a Fate Eonic God into stellar ashes, top to bottom. With a hum, he was swallowed by the dark chaotic nebula, leaving behind not even an Astral God Origin.
One point, and Si Yi Sicheng died!
Zi Zhen was very satisfied with that finger strike. She was utterly obsessed with this overwhelming sensation of power. That was also why she urged Li Tianming to make money every day. After waiting so long, she had finally received twenty billion.
Those twenty billion could not be amassed quickly just by killing people.
"You came."
After killing Gongshu Ce, Zi Zhen slowly turned around.
At her side, a blazing figure descended, driving away the surrounding darkness.
It was none other than the strongest expert of Tianyu Temple—Si Shenyang!
The moment he arrived, he witnessed Zi Zhen shatter Gongshu Ce with a single finger. Such a sight naturally made him furrow his brow deeply.
However, something like that could not frighten a being like him. Bathed within a furnace of flames, he looked coldly at Zi Zhen, then turned to glance at the Mechdragon and the cosmic warship behind her. "Weisheng Moran is in there?"
"If you want to touch the Divine Tomb