Li Ming's Pet Six-Eared Macaque Became an Emperor

Li Ming had bound the weird creature tightly inside the Heaven-Burying Coffin. How could he possibly let him escape?

So what if he had blown up the Undying Daoist's body?

The weird creature could forget about escaping.

The Heaven-Burying Coffin and the Heavenly Demonic Saber shot after him.

Li Ming's figure blotted out the sky.

Splat! He slapped the weird creature just as he blew himself apart.

Pitch-black, tainted blood scattered across the stars, only to be gathered by the Bronze Coffin in an instant.

Li Ming reached into the Temporal-Spatial Turbulence and dragged the pitch-black figure out of the chaos by force.

A mysterious power flowed from the Bronze Mirror and utterly erased the weird creature.

The terrifying chaos dispersed. Li Ming still stood proudly, unscathed.

If Li Ming had not wanted to study the weird creature carefully, he would never have had the chance to self-destruct.

And what had self-destruction gained him? The cards Li Ming held were enough to make every struggle a futile joke.

After the Bronze Mirror's mysterious aura erased the creature, all that remained was a crystalline drop of black blood, with a mysterious aura circulating within it.

Li Ming collected the drop of black blood.

He refined it with ease.

The mysterious, eerie Grand Dao Laws and runes within it astonished even him.

A mysterious light flickered at the Immortal Platform between his brows.

He entered a profoundly mysterious state.

It was as though a single thought could connect past and present and unravel every thread of cause and effect.

Using the black blood, he traced one mysterious rune after another.

When the black blood was exhausted, Li Ming's eyes snapped open.

He tore through the void and flew toward a mysterious region within it.

A long time passed before Li Ming reappeared.