Chapter 3812 - Rob Their Descendants As Well As Their Ancestors
"You alone can use it, you say?" Tianming smiled and looked at the head of the gigantic figure as he played around with the little star with his black hand.
"That's right!" Xing Hui was completely confident about it. He could tell that Tianming would definitely not kill him. As long as he was alive, he had nothing to fear. He was completely confident in his clan and his seniors. "Li Tianming, since you've entered this place, don't dream that you'll be able to leave. My seniors have definitely discovered you. They'll come soon enough."
"Is that so? Then, I'll wait here for them," Tianming said with a chuckle. I would know better than anyone whether they're coming or not! Threats would not work on him.
As for the ancestral heart, it had already begun to change as Tianming's left hand squeezed it from time to time. "Xing Hui, I'll show you something amazing!"
Tianming rose into the air and pulled on the Skydome Prison, lifting Xing Hui's torn-apart body up with him until it reached the level of the gigantic face. Cosmic God Cangyue was one of the most impressive people in the history of Starmoon Haven, with countless amazing legends attributed to her name, yet she couldn't move in the slightest. Between her brows was a cosmic tribulation sea that was formed from bane-rings. It looked to be two meters in depth, shaped like a silver crescent moon. There should be nine bane-rings within them, all filled with simulacra tides that were meant to be Xing Hui's reward.
"Stop dreaming. The blessings of the ancestors of the Starfall Pantheon are not meant for the likes of you slaves to enjoy," Xing Hui said contemptuously. He didn't find Tianming's combat capability insulting, just his wild and unfounded ambitions. He knew that Tianming was powerful from the get-go.
"Is that so?" Tianming spoke with his back facing Xing Hui. He levitated closer to the cosmic tribulation sea and placed the ancestral heart above it. The ancestral heart sank into it, much to the abject shock of Xing Hui! He stared at Tianming's arm, on which the decapath era godswords appeared. The totems pierced into the cosmic tribulation sea, submerging and coming back out again and again. "Do you see? Not only can I enter the cosmic tribulation sea of your ancestor, I can also leave as I please, and go in again, hehehe..."
Xing Hui's face was frozen stiff.
"Alright, I'll stop messing with you." There was simply no point. All Tianming cared about was to increase the simulacra of his totems. The decapath era godswords submerged themselves completely in the cosmic tribulation sea. Through them, he could feel a divine liquid that was hard to describe envelop the totems and infuse into them.
"Ahh, this feels good..." Tianming couldn't help but appear a little dazed. He wasn't doing this intentionally to spite Xing Hui; it was a truly pleasant sensation that permeated his entire body. He felt like he was floating amidst warm clouds. His totems were transforming nonstop as they absorbed the simulacra tides.