Chapter 3769 - Imperial Kunwu
Tianming didn’t even need to actively direct their hearts. Instead, the emotions of more than five million people infected him and set him ablaze with fury! He lost part of himself, becoming completely controlled by the masses. But in that state, he would only grow stronger.
Whether it was those inside the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, or the three million flameyellow descendants who had scattered, they all watched Tianming and his opponents with red eyes. Tianming had just instantly killed Mo Fan, a sixth-level overflower!
All the totemancers were completely dumbfounded; that was the leader of the Blazestar Cult who had ruled this Middlekin Star Ruin for thousands of years! Yet now he was dead, just like that.
Not even Xing Han, who was charging toward the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, had expected Mo Fan to be unable to last for even a moment.
“How the hell is that brat so ridiculously powerful?!!” Xing Han’s heart pounded. He stopped in his tracks and urgently called for reinforcements through his transmission stone. But in the short time he took to call for help, Tianming had already charged toward Jiang Linxi.
“Stay where you are!” Xing Daoyin had just caught up, but Tianming was already gone. At that moment, Xing Daoyin felt a chill down his spine. He completely understood the frustration his son, Xing Baizhan, had felt from facing an opponent too small.
When he and the others stood sixty or seventy meters tall, they struggled to track Tianming's movements. They could wipe out an entire group of normal two-meter-tall foundationeers with a single breath. But the less-than-two-meter-tall monster, who should have been an ant, had a body tougher than them, a terrifying speed, and strength that rivaled theirs!
The stronger Tianming became, the stronger the opponents he could kill. But even if he didn’t continue leveling up, experts like Xing Han and Xing Daoyin would still find it nearly impossible to land a hit on him. He was just too agile.
It wasn’t a three-on-one battle against the cult leaders, but a beatdown of three punching bags.
“Why can’t we even suppress him with our orders?!” Xing Daoyin had activated his order, manifesting a vast gray ocean of power that should have been enough to instantly suppress a single foundationeer. Normally, someone of Tianming’s size wouldn’t even pose a challenge.