For a moment, he was so agitated he was nearly in tears. He howled at the white-haired youth, "Li Tianming! You should thank me. Without me acting as their guide, how would you have had the chance to shut the door and beat the dogs again?!"
"Fine, you get some credit." Li Tianming smiled, patting Kuntian Chen's Astral God Origin as he said mildly, "At the very least, as a member of the Primordial Chaos Clan and Tianyu Temple, while everyone else is dead, you don't have to die."
"Fuck you! I surrendered to you, and I still want glory and riches!" Kuntian Chen howled.
He truly was too excited. When Bai Taichen had caught him, he had thought himself dead for certain. Who could have known he would escape death in the end?
He knew that this time, he had worked with Li Tianming, using the two conditions as bait. Their real goal had been to seize upon Bai Taichen's reluctance to pay and lure him alone into the Divine Prison to investigate... but how could he have been sure that, once Li Tianming's side fought Bai Taichen, they would not simply disregard whether he lived or died?
Yet Li Tianming's very first move had been to save him. Kuntian Chen was so touched he nearly wept.
As for Bai Taichen, Kuntian Chen was no longer worried. He already knew that Li Tianming had destroyed Si Shenyang. If even Si Shenyang could be killed, what was there to fear from a lone Bai Taichen?
Kuntian Chen knew that compared to Bai Taichen, what Li Tianming feared more was likely that seven-million-strong Thousand Illusions Legion. In a fragile place like the Divine Tomb Seat, if those people let loose and slaughtered the common folk, it would truly be difficult to