Li Tianming's killing of Fang Taiqing could only be described as cutting through tangled hemp with a swift blade.
When enemies met on a narrow road, superiority was decided at once!
After twenty-four days of bitter cultivation, under the dual guidance of Xuanyuan Heavenly Souls and Ghostgod Heavenly Souls, he had long since reached the eighth death tribulation.
Now, he was only one step away from the "ninth life tribulation."
Without question, these divine heavenly souls had helped him break through the shackles that had once constrained his cultivation.
Killing Fang Taiqing meant even more—it meant he had become one of the foremost powerhouses on the Yanhuang Continent!
At the very least, he was the strongest in the Divine Sect camp.
If the remaining ghostgods were not counted, today's battle was practically a contest for supremacy between Li Tianming and Dugu Jin.
Yet Li Tianming did not feel the slightest bit proud or pleased.
"We are all still suffering in a sea of fire and deep water..."
He and Yinghuo swiftly crossed through the crowd.
Many life tribulation experts had already fallen along the way.
One corpse after another sank into Xuanyuan Lake.
This was a brutal slaughter!
Fortunately, the treasures Li Tianming had brought back had played an enormous role.
Over these twenty-four days, many among the army of six hundred thousand had successfully broken through!
Together with the harmless bombardment from tribulation pattern books, Xuanyuan Lake's defenses could temporarily be called impregnable.
The only hidden danger was Dugu Jin!
Li Tianming had already spotted him.
As the strongest expert of the Yanhuang Imperial Sect, he wielded the Godslaying Mace, and together with his pair of blood dragons, no one could stop him.
Lin Yuntian and several other sect masters were three realms beneath him. They simply could not