"Big Brother Feng!” Li Mulin sobbed.

Qin Feng jumped in fright at the sight of Li Mulin. How was this a human face? Clearly it was a pig!

With a look of indifference, Tianming walked up to them with his three lifebound beasts. Lan Huang held the Ink Qilin by its head and sat on it, as if incubating an egg. The Ink Qilin could only scream miserably. 

"Fun, hehe!" it laughed innocently.

Qin Feng and Li Mulin couldn't help but shiver. Wasn’t Tianming born in the Grand-Orient Realm? How could he be so strong?

In the eyes of these geniuses, the Grand-Orient Realm was viewed similar to how Vermilion Bird viewed Flamehaven. They couldn’t even compare to Yun Zhenzhen, so the disdain came as no surprise.

"Sinner’s son, how dare you attack us! You’re finished!" cried Li Mulin. At this moment, her long dress was covered in blood. Ying Huo wasn’t one to protect the fairer sex. 

"Finished? Didn't you say that hundreds of thousands of you can’t wait to give me a thrashing? I was already finished to begin with, so why would I be afraid of more doom?" Throwing his head back in laughter, Tianming proceeded...