Fu Yi's expression turned ugly. He had thought Li Tianming defeated Fu Ling only because he could resist illusions. He had not expected his own Luminous Twin Artifacts Illusory God to fail to hurt him either.
Li Tianming had answered everyone's doubts: he truly was invincible at the seventh-order Dao Ancestor level!
No Illusory God, no race, could shake him!
The battle ended, and the entire arena erupted!
"Fu Yi and Fu Ling were both defeated? They're among the strongest seventh-order Dao Ancestors, yet neither could beat him!"
"Fu Ling's illusions specialize in countering Ghost Gods who lack resistance to soul attacks, but they did nothing to Li Tianming."
"Fu Yi's Illusory God is formidable in both attack and defense. He could practically sweep through seventh-order Dao Ancestors, yet even he fell before Li Tianming!"
"Li Tianming's momentum just keeps growing..."
Fu Yi and Fu Ling had entered the arena hoping to halt Li Tianming's momentum.
Who could have imagined they would make him shine even brighter in the Myriad Emperors Battle?
Pale-faced, Fu Yi left the stage in defeat. His delicate face was icy as he cast Li Tianming a cold glance.
Huansheng stood stunned, mouth agape, unable to find a word to say.
"How is that possible? Fifth Sister and Fifth Brother both lost? They're tens of thousands of years older than Li Tianming..."
When Huansheng had fought him, he had felt that his own loss to Li Tianming was not so bad.
Yet now Li Tianming was competing against geniuses under a hundred thousand years old—and winning more often than he lost?
Huansheng found that result far too hard to accept!
Annihilation looked silently at Li Tianming, then at the stunned Huansheng, before helping the pale-faced Fu Yi away to rest.
After this battle, Li Tianming rose