Beastmaster of the Ages

Inside the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, Tianming fell into deep silence after hearing everything Bai Ye had said. He gazed at the pitch-black, lifeless void behind him. The first cosmic god he’d encountered in Upper Star Ruin had revealed the cold, harsh truth of this world to him.

It was the path of transcending one’s level of existence!

The Three Exalted Houses of Myriadpath Valley considered themselves members of superior races, treating the living beings of the Million Mundi as mere livestock. However, compared to cosmic gods, they were far behind.

The Three Exalted Houses only claimed superiority. But cosmic gods? They genuinely believed it, while speaking as undying lifeforms.

Tianming still couldn’t fully grasp the cold detachment in Fentian He’s words. He wasn’t a cosmic god yet, and couldn’t view weaker lives from that elevated perspective.

“Brother, can we use the same method to intercept them and defeat the cosmic gods with the power of the flameyellow descendants’ faith?” Qingyu nervously asked.

“No.” Tianming shook his head.

“But it’s eight hundred million people this time! That’s way more than today’s fifteen million. Who knows what you could achieve?” Qingyu protested.

“There are limits. I’m still at the minor zenith, and... I have absolutely no confidence in succeeding this time.” Tianming’s gaze turned cold. “This time, they know I can track them. They’ll be waiting for me.”

It was like waiting at a tree for a rabbit to come.

Using the same ambush tactics that worked on Zhantian Yue? That would be suicidal. He had barely escaped death in the last cosmic god pursuit. The sheer gap in their life levels had left a lasting shadow in the hearts of many inside the tomb. If he brought these fifteen million people to intercept them again and something went wrong, it would be a total disaster. They would all die.

But that didn’t scare Tianming.

“He’s not afraid of me intercepting those eight hundred million slaves. But he is afraid of me joining forces with Long Xing. He’s afraid that, together, we’ll create an outcome they can’t handle. That’s why I must enter Starmoon Haven!”

Tianming had entered a state of absolute determination, his face devoid of any humor.

At this point, he carried far too much responsibility and could no longer afford to be carefree.

“But with the Starmoon Guard Formation activated, the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb definitely won’t be able to get inside. Can Yanri Shuang help us?” Moran softly asked.

“The verification process for their fortuna-class formation is extremely strict. Lately, unless you’re a key person or a key ship, entering Starmoon Haven means instant destruction. But... she should have a way,” Tianming replied.

“Mhm!” Moran and Qingyu nodded.

“The Midsky Tristars have already played their trump card. Whether we can survive the next turn will depend on Starmoon Haven... and Long Xing,” Tianming said.

“If he’s earned this much hatred from their cosmic gods, he must be a true hero.” Qingyu said with admiration. “Fentian He’s words... I just can’t agree with them. As powerful beings, as higher lifeforms, the first step of their ‘evolution’ is forgetting their origins and stepping on all other living beings. If that’s the case... what exactly is their purpose for cultivation?”

“It’s meaningless to debate that,” Tianming said.

“Why?”

“Because only the victors get to declare their philosophy to the world. If you want to prove that his ideals are wrong, there’s only one way: kill him!” Tianming stated.

“Ohh.” Qingyu nodded. She looked at Tianming and continued, “Brother! Today, we won big. It was the most important first step in our long journey and we should be celebrating! Stop frowning like an old man... Sister Little Fish, don’t you think so?”

Moran lightly nodded. “Don’t take on too much pressure.”

“I’m not stressed,” Tianming stood up, “just a little shaken. But I climbed all the way from the mortal dust to this place. Even Ying Huo’s star count grew from one to eighty million! No predicament can stump me!”

After saying that, he looked ahead into the vast darkness, his gaze burning with determination. “Besides, I have you all. I have Flameyellow. I have my brothers and sisters, my lifebound beasts, and an entire world!”

Just as his words fell, a massive gold-and-red flame erupted in the distant void. They had arrived at the Sun!

The Flameyellow Guard Formation opened. The Ninedragon Imperial Tomb entered the Sun, and its bounty of middlekin stars immediately illuminated the boundless sky of the infinitum-class world!

“Ji Ji, how fast can you recover from the loss of a third of your body?” Tianming turned to the massive cluster of middlekin stars.

“After my power-up, much faster than before! As long as all three of my bodies aren’t blown up at once, and as long as we have middlekin stars and nova source nearby, my rebirth will be rapid,” Ji Ji indifferently replied.

Despite being the youngest, it somehow acted the most mature. It was truly impressive! Meanwhile, the others only became more childish the stronger they became.

“That’s good....” Tianming’s gaze burned even hotter!

“I hope today will mark the birth of the fortuna-class Sun! And after that, I pray that we’ll still have some middlekin stars left. Otherwise... I’ll have to go rob the wonderians for theirs!”

“Leave it to me.” Ji Ji was clearly excited about upgrading the Sun. After all, it was the First Aeonic Ancestral Star!

A rain of middlekin stars fell upon the Sun. Since it had no solid ground, its fusion formation was completely exposed and the middlekin stars could directly penetrate its interior as long as Tianming opened a few small passages.

Ji Ji’s remaining two-thirds of its body merged into the Sun’s depths and the world was dyed pink.

“Home....” The fifteen million flameyellow descendants, after fighting alongside Tianming, had finally arrived for the first time. They beheld the sheer grandeur of the Sun before entering the Sky Palace Formation. A new home, designed to be a paradise, had already been constructed!

“Everyone, go wild!” Ying Huo and the others had already taken off, indulging in their wild antics.

Tears streamed down the flameyellow descendants’ faces. After countless generations, they had finally set foot on their homeland once more..

This very moment was the meaning behind everything Tianming fought for.

“One day, this place will be truly full of life.... It’ll become a complete world,” Moran longingly said.

“It will.” Tianming took a deep breath.

“For now, let’s drop the middlekin stars in one by one. I’ll speed up their energy release,” Ji Ji called out from within the Sun.

“Got it.” Tianming stopped talking and slightly opened the fusion formation to allow middlekin stars to fall into the swirling pink stellar storm below.

The now-empty Ninedragon Imperial Tomb descended before Tianming.

As the middlekin stars’ energy burst forth, the fusion formation expanded, and even the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb trembled in anticipation of a metamorphosis.

“A fortuna-class Sun and a maniverse-class tomb! This must succeed.” Tianming set his sights toward the next goal. He vowed to take the Midsky Tristars and win the first great battle for Flameyellow’s rise!