The First God of Ten Thousand Ages
Chapter 7689

Pluck Every Feather from a Passing Goose

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These were merely middle-aged grand elders, most of them at the five- or six-hundred-light-year level. To Weisheng Moran, they were opponents she could dispatch in an instant.

There were also a few more senior grand elders with deeper reserves of strength, but they were still no match for Weisheng Moran.

And so, using much the same methods, Li Tianming took down one grand elder after another.

With the Dark Universe sealing off the area and Silver Dust keeping watch over everyone passing nearby, Li Tianming and the others remained almost entirely undetected until their operation was nearly over.

Then Li Tianming and Weisheng Moran arrived at the palace of the final grand elder, Qianhuan Mucheng.

Weisheng Moran struck without hesitation, reducing him to his Astral God Origin in a single exchange.

With his Astral God Origin about to be refined and his life at its end, Qianhuan Mucheng's voice brimmed with regret:

"If I'd known, I would've urged the sect master to send out our forces! I never would've let a monster like you keep growing!"

"You think going all out would've changed anything?" Li Tianming said with a sneer. "It would've been a little more trouble, that's all. Did you really think my ties to the Ganfeng Eternal Empire were a joke?"

"Don't tell me you—?!" Qianhuan Mucheng was horrified.

"That's right. Exactly what you're thinking. My relationship with them goes beyond anything you can imagine," Li Tianming said with a chuckle.

"The Lifeless Thousand Illusions Sect... is doomed!" Burdened by even deeper regret, Qianhuan Mucheng's consciousness finally faded away.

He would remember until his dying moment that his sect had provoked a monster!

And not just one monster, but two: Li Tianming and Weisheng Moran!

More terrifying still, Li Tianming had yet to reveal all the cards up

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