The reason the Yu Emperor had let the others leave was also because he had temporarily swallowed his fill! When Li Tianming remembered this, he grew even more furious.
"He said he wanted to compete with you—whether he could refine them faster, or you could save them faster?"
A slightly trembling voice suddenly rang out from far behind Li Tianming. Without turning around, Li Tianming knew it was the Seventeenth Prince, along with the Oracle furnace Tripod and more than nine hundred Prince Ye avatars.
"What do you think?" Li Tianming did not stop what he was doing as he coldly barked the question.
"Killing people is always more convenient, while saving people is far more troublesome." The Seventeenth Prince paused. "Besides, the ones he kills are his own people. You're merely an outsider—what does it have to do with you?"
Li Tianming stopped and merely glanced at him. "You're beyond saving too. Now that you're the favored Seventeenth Prince, born of the Tai Yu lineage, of course you can say such things. But have you forgotten when you were still a cripple? Back then, you too were one among tens of billions. I wonder whether, at that time, you would have spoken for some so-called emperor who treated your life like cattle and sheep thrown into a stewpot?"
The Seventeenth Prince stared blankly at him, speechless.
"Destroy the Oracle furnace Tripod and Prince Ye," Li Tianming said to An Ning.
"What about him?" An Ning asked.
"Let him live until the moment his father dies." Fire smoldered in Li Tianming's heart. Perhaps even watching a friend drift farther and farther away was enough to leave one deeply stifled.
"Mm!"
An Ning had long since been enraged. Holding the Supreme Unity Tower spear, she became a white whirlwind as she