At that moment, Li Tianming could sense the Ink-Dyed Sword gradually rising, even moving erratically, as though it were darting wildly through the universe.
Clearly, they meant to disrupt Li Tianming's view and cut off every possibility of him calling for help.
The black-armored man called Brother Yuan stepped toward Li Tianming step by step. Then, he actually reached through the spherical cage, seemingly intending to grab Li Tianming by the ear.
This spherical cage was actually very small, leaving Li Tianming with barely any room to dodge.
Yet Li Tianming's expression remained cold. He tilted his head slightly aside, his gaze upon the other man filled with disdain.
"Still trying to struggle?" Having failed to get his way, this black-armored man seemed to feel humiliated, and irritation instantly rose within him. He said coldly, "You don't even have a chance to call for help anymore. I'd like to see how you plan to keep jumping around."
This time, the black-armored man called Brother Yuan directly stretched out both hands, seemingly intending to block off all of Li Tianming's room to move.
Just as his two hands were about to clap down on either side of Li Tianming's head, Li Tianming suddenly smiled.
The instant his palms fell—
Sshh—!!
"AHHH!!!"
The black-armored man suddenly let out an incomparably shrill scream—the agony of having both hands forcibly destroyed.
At some point, black mist of unknown origin had appeared around Li Tianming. That black mist was filled with an aura of destruction.
It was precisely this black mist that detonated the black-armored man's palms the instant it came into contact with them!
"I'll kill you, you little bastard! Die!" This black-armored elite instantly went mad, seemingly intending to use his peak Sacred Emperor strength to smash Li Tianming to pieces on the