In the army, a commander punished a subordinate with a full-force strike, yet somehow failed to even make him flinch...
For a military camp where strength reigned supreme, this was truly too embarrassing.
Moreover, Nan Xuanyi was not Yang Cheng. He was the bona fide son of the Southern Prince, holding the position of Grand Marshal Yu in the army and commanding several million troops.
And Li Tianming's remark, "Please show mercy," was blatant mockery. Nan Xuanyi had not held back in the slightest.
"Haha..."
Seeing this, the warriors of the ten-million-strong Four Symbols Primordial Chaos Army put everything else aside and laughed first out of courtesy.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Shut up!"
Yang Cheng and the others looked extraordinarily grim. All the Yang clansmen hurriedly shouted at the surrounding crowd, frantic beyond measure.
Meanwhile, the hand with which Nan Xuanyi gripped Longriver Starheaven was still trembling. His Primordial Chaos pupils fixed on Li Tianming, his face livid and his fury uncontrollable.
Yet at such a moment, Li Tianming still asked, "May I ask, Staff Officer, how many lashes remain in my whipping? If you are tired, you may let Grand Marshal Tianyu take over. He is the commander of an army, so he ought to strike a little harder."
Upon hearing this, Nan Xuanyi felt his head about to explode. With a roar, he said nothing further and swung Longriver Starheaven's flaming star-chain, lashing Li Tianming again and again!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
This was no longer a whipping—it was a battle. Longriver Starheaven was like a fiery dragon of the starry sky, smashing repeatedly against the aggregate of Li Tianming's Primordial Chaos Realm and the Supreme Unity Tower, each blow bursting into countless sparks.
Yet behind the Supreme Unity Tower, Li Tianming remained as immovable as a mountain,