"Enter the demon organ?"
Hearing this, Li Tianming looked toward the demon organ.
To his astonishment, that pitch-black, eerie, terrifying giant organ had indeed split open a massive gap of flesh and blood. Billowing black smoke poured from within, and countless torrents of black blood seemed to churn faintly inside. As those black-blood floods crashed together, they let out roars like the thunderous bellowing of beasts.
"The demon organ has already opened!"
Li Tianming could only say that its timing was perfect. He had won now, but if it had remained closed and forced him to wait, who knew what changes might have arisen?
After all, he was not a member of the Zhou, Jiang, or Zhao families.
"Brother Zhou, thank you for yielding."
Li Tianming said this to the Astral God Origin before him, then, without another word, rushed toward the flesh-and-blood gap in the demon organ.
As for Zhou Tianzhou's Astral God Origin... only he himself knew how miserable he felt inside at that moment.
He had summoned the demon coffin, ready to show off his skills, his blood boiling, his life at a turning point... only to be defeated by Li Tianming before entering the coffin.
The instant he closed the lid of that demon coffin, he went from soaring excitement and delight to plunging straight into hell. He was completely dumbfounded.
And now, he watched helplessly as Li Tianming passed him by and headed for the opening of the demon organ. He said nothing, but his heart was bleeding... No matter what, he had longed for the demon organ for countless years, waiting for this very day.
It was not that he lacked ability; he had merely lost by one move.
At a time like this, regret seemed to be all he had left.
"Young Master!"