Li Tianming watched this scene and frowned slightly, but he did not concern himself with the manifestations formed by those Illusory Gods.
Meanwhile, the Mist Supreme Emperor charged at Li Tianming, wielding a broad black saber that came chopping down at his head!
Mystic Jade Heavenly Saber!
It was a top-grade Heavenly Venerable-class dao treasure!
"Under my Illusory God's control, even moving a finger is but a wild dream for you! I'll send you to meet my son and grandson and beg their forgiveness!" he roared.
Li Tianming slightly raised his head and looked at the saber that had already reached above him.
It was clearly an extremely small movement, yet in the Mist Supreme Emperor's eyes, it was utterly terrifying.
"How is that possible?" Terror filled his heart, but he quickly steadied himself. "Perhaps your soul is strong enough to struggle free a little, but so what? Today, you will die. No one can save you!"
By then, the saber's gale had whipped Li Tianming's hair into a frenzy. His expression remained calm as he allowed the Mystic Jade Heavenly Saber to descend upon his head.
However—
Clang!
Before the Mist Supreme Emperor's steadily widening eyes, the Mystic Jade Heavenly Saber in his hand snapped into two pieces!
And after splitting in two, it was blasted into fragments by another force!
The cause of it all was Li Tianming's fist!
There was no technique in that punch. It merely gathered Li Tianming's Eonic God power and the power of faith from the Divine Treasury Clan!
He struck upward from below. After shattering the Mystic Jade Heavenly Saber, its momentum did not lessen as it continued toward the Mist Supreme Emperor's chest!
"So what if you're a Level Seven Heavenly Venerable? This punch has condensed the grudges accumulated by the