"Don't!!! Spare me!" Huansheng cried out in terror.
The instant that palm came down, Huansheng was so frightened he shut his eyes, his legs trembling.
Gurgle...
So the liquid scared out of an Eonic God actually gave off starlight!
"Wuxuan, stop!"
At this critical moment, Li Tianming's voice rang out.
Only upon hearing that familiar voice did Huansheng slowly open his eyes. Wuxuan's giant palm had not come down.
But... all of his humiliation had already fallen into Li Tianming's eyes.
"Li Tianming!!!" Huansheng roared, but it was nothing more than impotent fury.
Li Tianming directly used the Divine Treasury Little Cauldron to open the Dao Formation barrier of the old capital.
He waved his hand, telling Wuxuan to release Huansheng. Wuxuan readily complied and did exactly that.
Having regained his freedom, Huansheng was burning with shame and indignation. He had actually been scared into wetting himself—and Li Tianming had witnessed it!
At this moment, he truly wanted to kill everyone around him.
But!
He could not beat a single one of them.
Stifled!
Thus, he could only hold it in until his face turned red.
Li Tianming chuckled. "How did everyone end up fighting? We're all one of our own, aren't we? Isn't this a case of floodwaters washing into the Dragon King's temple? This is my fault too. I failed to warn Deputy Chief Governor Wuxuan in advance and neglected you all."
Huansheng's face was dark. Whether it could drip water was unclear, but his pants were certainly dripping.
"Li Tianming, you absolutely did this on purpose!" Huansheng said viciously.
He was no fool. He knew this misunderstanding could never have happened; Li Tianming had clearly arranged it.
Yet Li Tianming smiled. "What nonsense is Senior Brother Huansheng talking about? What do you mean, on purpose or not?