As they gave chase, they watched Prince Ye with reverent eyes. Seeing that he had completely gained the upper hand over Li Tianming, the Tai Yu high officials beamed with delight. After being so stifled before, they had finally held their heads high again.
In the blink of an eye, Tai Yu had seized the advantage across the board.
On Weisheng Moran's side, she could still retreat with her Illusory God. But on Li Tianming's side, Prince Ye had already latched onto him like a maggot on the bone.
Only after drawing close could Li Tianming finally see what he looked like.
Prince Ye truly resembled a zombie. His flesh was rotten all over, his hair grayish yellow. Though he clearly possessed a Primordial Chaos Clan body, there were no eyeballs in his sockets—only the faint suggestion of maggots. He wore tattered clothes that exposed pitted skin, as though gnawed by insects, and his entire body reeked of corpse aura.
Yet this very body contained terrifying physical strength, practically like a ghostly god. He was extremely powerful in single combat, his speed as swift as deathly light. He did not even wield a weapon, but his arms seemed to have transformed into white bone, becoming incomparably hard. They appeared capable of directly withstanding Li Tianming's Eastern Emperor Sword, while those sharp claws clawed for hearts and lungs!
"He's a Primordial Chaos Clan member, but without Primordial Chaos Eyes, without a Primordial Chaos state, he can rely solely on his flesh and a special kind of deathly Primordial Chaos power within his body to reach a level beyond the Five Imperial Heavens?"
Li Tianming was deeply shocked. This was undoubtedly an impossible event, yet it was happening right before him.
Under that pressure, Li Tianming had no choice but to retract