A fifth-level "Unifying Heavenly Dao Ancestor Great Dao" flowed into the Imperial Origin Great Dao, nourishing it. Golden radiance enveloped it once more as the Great Dao continuously stretched forward. Though such expansion would create new cracks, Li Tianming's faith remained steady.
"Eighth level?"
From advancing to a Myriad Origin Eonic God until now, charging all the way to this extent, it was clear just how immense the Heavenly Emperor Sect's imperial path had influenced Li Tianming!
Without such rules, who could gather so many geniuses here for Li Tianming, turning them into whetstones for the imperial dao?
"As an eighth-level Myriad Origin Eonic God, I can deal with those dozen or so flies..."
Li Tianming rose to his feet.
Within the Guan Zizai Realm, he looked no different from before, except that his bearing had grown deeper and more unfathomable.
"Everyone!"
Li Tianming swept his gaze over them.
In an instant, all thousand people stood at attention, their eyes blazing as they watched Li Tianming. Frankly, they had been bored out of their minds. They were right in the swelling phase of being rookies, merely waiting for the day they could go to battle!
And Li Tianming did not disappoint them.
"Set off!"
At the mere sound of those two words, the eyes of more than a thousand people shone brightly.
"Fight for Brother Tianming!!"
Aboard the Ascension Vessel.
"Useless trash! It's been ten years, and you still haven't run into them!"
Li Tianyang was nearly furious to death.
They had clearly only been providing locations, yet every time his people arrived to find him, they came up empty-handed. They had chased for ten years, and a group of elites could not catch up to an army of a thousand. They could not even touch a single hair.