It had really worked!
What did that mean?
"At the very least, it means Miaomiao was deeply involved... It also means there's still hope for them and me..."
To Li Tianming, that was tremendous news!
He wanted them to live well without turning away from him. More than anything, he hoped they could keep fighting side by side.
"How are they now?" Li Tianming hurriedly asked Zi Zhen.
"They seem a little exhausted. They've already fallen asleep," Zi Zhen said.
"They can sleep after all that?"
Li Tianming finally relaxed.
The Divine Repository was now in chaos. Judging by the outcome, Little Nine and Miaomiao's attempt had failed, so Li Tianming had no intention of lingering.
He glanced around. Large numbers of Tai Yu officers and experts were closing in, cheering because Emperor Yu had slain the monster. Li Tianming couldn't help sneering to himself.
They're celebrating too soon.
With that thought, Li Tianming turned and vanished from outside the Divine Repository.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the Divine Repository...
The seventeenth prince, battered until the world spun around him, had watched the final burst of power from the national divine artifact with trembling eyes, unable to breathe the entire time.
Imperial deathsworn, five Primordial Chaos beasts, even the Divine Repository's national divine might—each countermeasure had erupted in turn... Every one of them had exceeded anything he could have imagined.
"Did... did it work?"
He hadn't been able to see the final moment at all. It had felt as though the universe itself had been destroyed. Then he heard the other members of the Primordial Chaos Clan shouting and laughing.
"That beast shouldn't have anything to do with Li Tianming. His companion beasts could never be that strong." The seventeenth prince let out a long breath. "But where did