These six people were led by Fang Xing Que. Every one of them was a Heaven-Origin disciple, their level frighteningly high.
Any one of them could walk sideways through the Earth-Origin Sect!
"So many Heaven-Origin disciples squatting here for half a day just to wait for me—aren't you ashamed?" Li Tianming stood where he was, not the least bit flustered.
"This is truly strange. At a time like this, you still don't know what fear is? Li Tianming, has your life been too smooth? Have you never suffered hardship?" Fang Xing Que said in disbelief.
"You're just a scruffy little rooster. You're worthy of making me afraid? Then you'd better crow a few more times." Li Tianming laughed.
Fang Xing Que's status was too lofty, and he thought too highly of himself. He absolutely could not endure provocation. If he tried trading insults with Li Tianming, he was bound to lose.
Not only would he lose, but Li Tianming's "scruffy little rooster" nearly made him cough up his lungs in rage.
Ever since he had been born, he had been worshipped in the heavens. Who had ever dared describe his appearance in such a "vivid and lifelike" way?
His five friends' eyes went wide.
"Die!!"
Fang Xing Que's face twisted. He had originally wanted to toy with Li Tianming and kill him slowly, but now he could not endure even a single breath longer!
From hundreds of meters away, he raced over like a multicolored phantom. His speed was simply inconceivable.
Fang Xing Que was absolutely certain that Li Tianming was dead.
Just then—
A small black kitten appeared in Li Tianming's hand.
The kitten looked harmless to man and beast. It had many watery-blue eyes and an innocent, adorable expression. Its tiny nose, little tongue, and the pads beneath