"Ha ha ha ha--"
Lin Tian was overjoyed and couldn't help laughing out loud.
Cang Ming watched the Law of Chaos transform into the Law of Space, and then transform back into the Law of Chaos, switching back and forth like this, his eyes almost spitting fire.
He roared in rage, "Lin Tian! You have taken away other people's laws. Heaven and earth cannot tolerate this. You will definitely die a miserable death!"
"Don't be so angry, at least you're still alive, you should be thankful."
Lin Tian was in a good mood and didn't care about being scolded. Cang Ming was no longer a threat, so he withdrew the law of devouring.
"I'm going to kill you—"
Cang Ming suddenly regained his ability to move, and he rushed towards Lin Tian desperately.
Lin Tian sneered, without moving, he just raised his hand and waved it lightly.
boom--
Cang Ming was struck by lightning and flew backwards in an instant, falling heavily to the ground, with blood spurting out of his mouth.
Lin Tian said coldly: "If you don't want to die, don't move!"
Cang Ming roared, "You stole my law. What's the point of me living?"
"In that case, then you can die!"
Lin Tian stretched out his hand and grabbed Cang Ming from the air. He grabbed his neck and said with murderous eyes, "I wanted to spare your life, but you didn't know what was good for you. I will kill you now and then devour your little universe!"
Cang Ming sensed Lin Tian's murderous intent and couldn't help but tremble all over. The fear of death suppressed his raging rage. He quickly calmed down and said in a trembling voice, "Don't... don't kill me..."
Even if the laws are gone, you can still comprehend them again, although the chance is extremely slim. But as long as you are alive and your small universe is still there, there is hope.
"You don't want to die again?"
"No...I don't want to die!"
"I can give you a chance to live, but you have to help me repair the Imperial Sky Map. Can you do it?"
"Yes! But I need Chaos Dao Equipment as repair materials."
"I'll give you the Xuanxiao Divine Sword, okay?"
"OK!"
Lin Tian let go of Cang Ming, took out the two broken swords and the incomplete Yutian map, threw them all on the ground, and asked, "How long will it take?"
Cang Ming was still in shock. He looked at Lin Tian, then at the Remnant Diagram of the Imperial Sky and the Xuanxiao Divine Sword, and hesitated, "If I were still the Daoist Lord of Chaos, with the laws to help me, three to five years would be enough. Now that my strength has dropped significantly, it will probably take another thirty to fifty years..."
"Are you kidding me?"
Lin Tian's face darkened. After thirty or fifty years, the opportunity would have gone cold. How could he possibly wait that long?
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