"Are you insane? You actually won't let us debut together."
Li Tianming cursed too, then fixed his eyes on someone.
Fengqing!
This woman was the last living person among the pursuers. She had watched Star Devil Sect Master Wang Qiang be slaughtered with her own eyes. Her face was deathly pale, sweat poured down her body, and even her hair was soaked through.
She did not run. She knew she could not escape, so she immediately collapsed to her knees and trembled, "Master, please spare this servant. This servant is willing to become your slave and serve Master for all eternity."
Looks like this is how survival works in the Little Chaos Galaxy. They kill quickly, and kneel just as quickly. Li Tianming thought as he walked toward the woman.
As he approached, Fengqing was terrified. She voluntarily returned to the Guan Zizai Realm, making herself appear even more pitiful and beautiful, hoping to move Li Tianming's heart.
Yet what answered her was Li Tianming's command to White Wind: "Use the Heavenly One Realm Hand to seize her."
Before Fengqing could recover her senses, White Wind had already rushed into her brain-star organ. The enormous Heavenly One Realm Hand directly grasped all of her spirit bodies. The fluctuations and thoughts of those spirit body Fate Eliminators were all under White Wind's control.
"M-Master..."
Fengqing raised her head shakily. Her forehead was covered in fine, fragrant sweat, her gaze clear one moment and vacant the next.
"What is this?" Li Tianming pointed at the bat-shaped mark on the Eastern Emperor Sword and asked.
"This is the Soul-Chasing Curse of the Divine Wing Star Devil Race!" Fengqing looked utterly incredulous. "Strange. The Soul-Chasing Curse should be branded upon the soul. How did it end up branded on a sword?"
"What does it