Within Tianchen Kingdom, beneath the ruptured sky, lay Zuoqiu Yong's enormous body.
Before Li Huowang, Zuoqiu Yong's mountain-like body swayed as he tried to rise again.
Yet as the holes across his body rapidly twisted, he lost control once more and crashed viciously to the ground.
"So these are the Dice's backers? These bizarre things can be Siming of Fu Sheng Tian? What Heavenly Dao do they govern, to be this powerful?!" Li Huowang's pupils contracted sharply at the sight.
Li Huowang did not know what had happened before, but the one thing he knew now was that the formerly invincible Growth Siming had been effortlessly restrained to the point of helplessness.
Whatever had fallen from that breach was far stronger than the invincible Zuoqiu Yong—perhaps many times stronger!
"Qing Wanglai! This isn't a coincidence! Fu Sheng Tian's Siming had long prepared this as a backup plan!!" Li Huowang shouted the situation to his companion.
"Once they saw that we'd wiped out the traitor, they immediately switched to their next contingency!"
"Don't think you're the only clever ones! We entered someone else's elephant, and they can enter ours too! Get ready! Their great counterattack has already begun!"
Li Huowang immediately prepared to make his move. No matter what these ghostly things were, now that his cultivation of truth had reached great completion, as long as they possessed physical forms, he could certainly deal with them.
Just as Li Huowang raised both hands, ready to mend all those holes shut, an aged cough rang out.
"Who's there?!" Every muscle tensing, Li Huowang instantly looked to his left. He saw an old beggar holding a broken wooden bowl and leaning on a cane, tremblingly standing not far away.
The old beggar's left leg was lame, and he limped as he walked. His