Many people knew how strong Tianming was. It was understandable if the younger generation did not know, but if the people before them had never even heard of Tianming, that would be a joke.
Tianming's influence had been immense, bringing tremendous changes whether among the Guardian Gods of that time or the gods themselves.
Although Tianming's sudden appearance had caught everyone off guard, his reputation had never faded. His name still carried considerable weight.
"A junior no one has even heard of managed to beat an old-timer until he howled. He's no simple fellow."
Within the Guardian God territory, a mature-looking young man stood where he was, gazing meaningfully at Uchiha Hiko. He seemed to be calculating something, or perhaps planning something. It certainly would not be anything good.
In the eyes of those old-timers, they were all old monsters. How could they possibly be drawn in by some trivial matter?
"Pfft."
Tianming's body fell straight from the sky like a kite with its string cut. The sight of him crashing down was truly miserable, especially at such a moment. Of course, at any other time, he might have looked even more miserable.
After seeing Tianming's disheveled state, Uchiha Hiko had no intention of attacking again. There was little point in continuing, especially at this moment.
Tianming slowly climbed up from the ground and looked at him fearfully, seemingly terrified of being killed. He kept bracing himself against the ground as he crawled backward.
He looked far too much like his usual self at this moment. If one had to compare them, they were practically carved from the same mold.
"Relax, I won't kill you. Just tell me—where did you go ten years ago?"
Uchiha Hiko seemed utterly unconcerned about this guy's killings as he directly asked where Tianming had