“My arm!” Cao Tama screeched. As an astral god, he could regrow his arm. However, losing it in the first place meant losing all the astrons in it, along with a corresponding drop in his combat power until he could recover.

“What I want is your life!” Tianming’s sinister voice was like a nightmare for Cao Tama. When he saw the electrical cosmic impulse on Tianming’s black sword, he was frightened out of his wits.

Fortunately, Miao Miaomiao and Mu Sheng arrived at that moment. A whip and arrow went for Tianming’s head and heart, respectively. If he insisted on continuing...