Beastmaster of the Ages

The scream of pain swept across the battlefield, causing every orderly to look over in shock.

Mu Tianyuan’s purple mist dragons continued their relentless assault on the woman, but it seemed as if she endured them through sheer spite, her expression not changing in the slightest.

Instead, she coldly sneered and began exerting force. Mu Tianyuan almost immediately felt his body giving way.

“Ah!” he screamed in agony, regret, and confusion. What kind of specter was this? He felt death creeping up on him. The ghastly visage he beheld was so ferocious it made his entire body tremble.

He opened his mouth and let out a heart-wrenching scream: “Invincible Ultimate God of Old! Save your citizen!” That was his only hope, as well as the only hope for all the stunned orderlies present.

“Die!” Zi Zhen’s violent power acted on his body.

Mu Tianyuan had already mentally collapsed. Tears streamed down his face, while the other thousand orderlies were petrified.

“The principal’s going to die!”

“Save the principal!”

“We can’t save him....”

In their eyes, Mu Tianyuan was already riddled with wounds and being entirely overpowered by Zi Zhen. Mu Tianyuan’s spiritual body began disintegrating as well.

He was in the throes of despair, having never encountered a specter with such terrifying soul resistance before. Orderlies were highly specialized, so if their opponent’s soul was weak, even someone of high cultivation could be slain by the orderlies. But when faced with someone who had strong soul resistance, their techniques were as good as useless.

That meant their combat power greatly fluctuated, depending on their opponents.

“Invincible Ultimate God of Old!” Mu Tianyuan used every ounce of his strength to let out a desperate prayer.

Abruptly, countless white clouds seemed to condense within his eye, while the fear in his gaze suddenly transformed into cold indifference and rage.

“How annoying! I’m busy reeling in the net, and now there’s trouble here?” A bizarre voice came from Mu Tianyuan’s mouth. His single eye turned toward Zi Zhen.

“A rabid dog raised by that loser dares to act so presumptuously in my turf?” Mu Tianyuan suddenly sneered in disdain. Although it was his mouth speaking, it was obvious that the words came from someone else entirely.

“You’ve grown unexpectedly strong in a rather short time. You’re even stronger than that Primordial Chaos Beastmaster! Why not join me instead?” ‘Mu Tianyuan’ said with a sinister grin.

Zi Zhen ignored who the speaker was and directly attacked with all her might.

“Ungrateful! Begone!” Mu Tianyuan roared and his soul strength doubled. The soul dragons that continually charged at Zi Zhen were suddenly marked with white patterns, and a spark of intelligence gleamed in their eyes.

This time, Zi Zhen was finally injured. Her three eyes and nine pupils became disoriented and her body violently shook. The overwhelming pain forced her to retreat. If she didn’t, Mu Tianyuan’s massive eye and the storm of soul energy that gushed out would continue injuring her brain.

“Haha! Weak and pathetic!” Mu Tianyuan let out a sinister laugh, his eyes filled with mockery. His playful gaze clearly belonged to Sixth.

“Lowly, despicable servant who sold both body and soul! Let me tell you this: the Ancient Oldgod Domain is my turf! Your master’s already fallen into my trap! Neither of you can escape my grasp!” Mu Tianyuan puffed out his chest and maniacally laughed.

“Your smug expression only proves you’re just a spoiled brat!” Zi Zhen’s mind throbbed with pain, but her fury continued rising. Her body was unscathed, so her vitality remained strong.

The phrase “spoiled brat” enraged Sixth further. He coldly laughed and said, “Still dreaming of subduing me? Foolish! Fine, I’ll play with you until you drop!”

“Invincible Ultimate God of Old!”

Amidst his laughter, the orderlies around him suddenly shouted in unison. Their eyes became clouded and their soul strength seemed to grow stronger.

“This is bad. That monster seems capable of strengthening every single one of them!” Di Tang’s face turned pale.

“We’re doomed!”

They had already been struggling against an overwhelming enemy, and now the thousand orderlies became eerie and fanatical like zealots who feared no death. Their eyes were only filled with devotion to the Invincible Ultimate God of Old.

“Kill them!”

Mu Tianyuan and the over a thousand empowered orderlies shouted in unison. White clouds took shape around their bodies before a tsunami of white swallowed up Zi Zhen and the aurumites as the orderlies charged at them.

Mu Tianyuan’s body, now swallowed by white clouds, charged at Zi Zhen like a living storm of soul energy.

Zi Zhen tightly clenched her fists. She glanced down and saw Di Tang and Jin Xiao struggling against the army controlled by Sixth. The specters were already on the brink of collapse.

“You don’t need to pity them—your fate as a servant isn’t much better! And don’t expect him to save you. He can’t even protect himself!” Sixth’s mocking laughter echoed from all directions.

Zi Zhen panted, her three eyes and nine pupils showing signs of disorientation, nervousness, and confusion. Clearly, Sixth’s appearance had dealt her a significant blow. Adding to it was Tianming’s uncertain fate....

A sense of helplessness surged in her heart.

It was at that moment that a tiny silver insect on her body spoke up.

“Don’t listen... to his... absolute hogwash!”

“What...?” Zi Zhen asked in confusion.

“Li Tianming... is with... Little Fish... having a ... blissful romance! So sweet! What danger? They’re now... so intense! After all... they have... matching sizes!”

In that moment, Zi Zhen could only see red.