The six vortices around Dongyang Fengchen seemed to be six channels of rebirth, gloomy and deadly as they swept through. 

"A mere rat like you thinks you can deal with the Theocrats? We've existed for tens of thousands of years—we’re indestructible! We’re the gods of all beings. How dare the weak provoke us!" Dongyang Fengchen laughed grimly, confidence bursting with his move.

"Once I kill you, won’t your lifebound beasts die as well?”

He controlled Tianming's life and death! Smiling maliciously, Dongyang Fengchen was every bit the villain.

"You want my life? We’ll talk about it after at least half of the Nineshades Clan is dead!”

Tianming gathered his Invincible Sword Ki on the Grand-Orient Sword once more. This time, he added the Sword Imperealm Formation.

There were thousands of Imperial Sword Ki in the formation, more than the Invincible Sword Ki he could personally control. The dark gold sword ki merged together, forming an attack...