Beastmaster of the Ages

The mood at the Heavenly Dao Arena was completely murderous. The five million members of the Three Great Cults had just watched their top hundred most talented geniuses die at the hands of Tianming and Qingyu. And all the fights were almost instant. It was the most humiliating of deaths! They would never have expected that their sub-thousand-year-old talents would all end up dead at the hands of insects.

”It’s always been us who beat down the slaves! Not the other way around!” Their losses were so bad that everyone merely watched, not daring to sneeze, or even fart.

Soon, the spectator area erupted into quite a riot. One after another, they rose up with fire in their eyes and cursed the dragonoids.

At the same time, three divine astralships appeared outside the Heavenly Dao Arena. One was a gigantic, hill-like structure similar to the Grand Myriadpath Ruins. Another looked like a glowing bird, and the last one resembled a black gear. They were all infinitum-class ships, with the golden mountain being the largest of them all. They were the ships of the Three Great Cults, controlled by Xing Daoshan, Chen Chenchen, and Mo Fan’s little brother, Mo Bufan. They were all seconds-in-command of their respective cults, all fifth-level overflowers.

The ships were called Mountain God, Dawnlight, and Extraordinary respectively. While they were still infinitum class, their divine astralship formations and materials were much better than the Dreamchild from the Lower Star Ruins. They were closer in combat power to the Grand Myriadpath Ruins, which, like them, couldn’t open up the wormhole expressway either.

”All three million slaves have been brought here!” The three ships drew attention because of the prisoners they carried. Within the Mountain God were three million slaves, with the other two ships each carrying a million.

According to the heavenly oath, Jiang Linxi and Mo Fan had to take all two million slaves to the Cosmic God Palace right before the end so that a handover could be processed in the event of them losing the bet, which was one of Long Qian’s conditions. If Tianming lost, the ships could just return with the slaves, so it wasn’t a big deal. However, the Wargod Cult had taken the initiative to ship three million of their own slaves there—what could they have planned for them?

Almost every member of the Three Great Cults had left their seats and surrounded the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb and the dragonoids’ eyes filled with killing intent. There were nearly a hundred thousand overflowers among them, all of whom were at least ten meters tall. It was such an oppressive aura that the dragonoids struggled to breathe.

”That seventh-level overflower came from Starmoon Haven, just like Xing Daoyin. I think he’s called Xing Han!” Long Kui whispered to Long Qian. There were two seventh-level overflowers there, and Long Qian was only at the fifth level. Long Kui was a sixth-level overflower, but an aged one that was weaker than Long Qian.

”And that’s the only one who showed up. There might be more who haven’t,” Long Qian said.

”Tianming really made quite a big commotion!”

”He said not to panic, everything’s going according to plan,” Long Qian said after looking at the silver insect in her hand.

”Do you trust him?”

”I do!” she answered without even the slightest thought.

”Then we will too!” Long Kui said. With so many powerful foes wishing them harm, they had no choice but to trust Tianming. The dragonoids were filled with the courage to see their lives to the end if need be and were behaving in a disciplined, orderly manner. Perhaps it was the nature of their race; they had been forged by hardship and burden to the point that they would calmly wait for the facts before reacting, remaining otherwise unfazed.

The elites of the Three Great Cults were right before Long Qian. Xing Daoyin, Xing Daoshan, Xing Daohe, Mo Fan and Mo Bufan, Jiang Linxi, Chen Chenchen, and the radiant Xing Han were all there. Mo Bufan and Mo Fan were twin brothers, which was a rare phenomenon in the Upper Star Ruin. However, the younger brother was slightly weaker than the older by one level.

Their parents really have a unique naming sense... Long Qian thought. [1]

”Long Qian!” the seventy-meter-tall devan specter, Xing Daoyin, called out, his voice shaking the eardrums of all the dragonoids. Everyone else winced from the volume. ”After our discussion, we’re offering you one final chance.”

That was a sign that the Three Great Cults had joined hands and were prepared to wipe out the slaves.

”Say what you want. There’s no need to go in circles.” Long Qian calmly looked at them, not backing off in the slightest.

”We’ve sentenced those three stinkbugs to death!” Xing Daoyin said.

”A death sentence? On what grounds? They defeated Xing Yue. As long as they leave, they’ll be able to leave with a million slaves under the Heavenly Dao Arena’s protection. Will you be able to keep up?”

”You sound like you want to take another million with you on top of that,” Jiang Linxi snickered.

”Well, it isn’t over yet. We can’t know what’ll happen before the end. What’re you doing all gathered here? Aren’t you worried that the Heavenly Dao will wipe you out?” Long Qian clenched her fists tight as she looked at them.

”The results of the trial are no longer important!” Xing Daoyin said, his voice grim. Hearing every single word he said felt like letting countless insects crawl into one’s ears.

”And why do you say that?”

”Because we have the other three million slaves with us!” Xing Daoshan said, smirking. ”Long Qian, I’m giving you a chance to betray him!”

”Betrayal?” Long Qian furrowed her brows.

”That’s right! All of you will leave in his ship. If he manages to leave with a million people, all the ten thousand of you here need to do is crush them! Given your capabilities as a fifth-level overflower, there’s no issue, right?” Xing Daoshan said.

”Long Qian, you have no choice!” Xing Daoyin said. ”If you don’t do what I say, once you leave, I’ll plunge the Mountain God into the astral hole and kill all three million of your kind in one go. You’ll have been the one to bring doom to your kind!”

”There’s a lot of you slaves to go around! The cosmic god slave in Starmoon Haven might be a bit troublesome to deal with, but don’t forget that we still have many other slaves at Wargod Haven. Once we kill them off, we’ll just send another ten million slaves from Wargod Haven to mine the middlekin stars! There’ll be no delay at all!” Xing Daohe said.

The three brothers’ words were like mountains that pressed down on Long Qian and the rest.

1. Fan means ordinary, whereas Bufan means extraordinary ☜