Tianming’s words sent a ripple through the army.0

First, they hadn’t expected there to be so many other pioneers. Second, they wondered how Tianming could know all of that with such precision.0

For a hundred thousand years, people had whispered that the imperial son was terrifying, but no one truly knew why.0

“Violetblitz? Aquamarine? Torch Dragon?” murmured the female cosmic god, Li Nianjiao. She sent out scouts to verify the intelligence, then turned to Tianming. “Can the imperial son guarantee that what you said is true?”0

“What do you think?” Tianming replied casually, utterly unhurried.0

“How strong are they?” Li Nianjiao pressed.0

“They’re all heavencosmic...0