Beastmaster of the Ages

”I wonder how it compares to the Midsky Tristars?” Tianming’s eyes burned with excitement.

Wudi reverted from his coffin man form. He placed a hand on Tianming’s shoulder, and boldly said, ”Tianming my son, what about the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb?”

”I’ll integrate the eighth core right now!” Tianming entered the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, stood before the divine dragon-shaped core, and didn’t hesitate to take it into himself.

The entire process went smoothly.

As he fused with the core, the dragon’s heads howled, breaking seals one after another. The hidden maniverse-class structure asserted itself. Though its size remained unchanged, it was now entirely forged from maniverse-class ores. The dragon scales, sword spikes, blade body, and tail sword sharpened, intensifying its warmachine capabilities.

”It doesn’t look like it changed much?” Wudi asked.

”Its essence has undergone a massive transformation! Its combat power skyrocketed....” Tianming closed his eyes, sensing the changes as the tomb let out a series of whirling sounds.

”The tail sword evolved into the Dark-Gold Dragonsword. The nova source blast has been upgraded to Manicrest Dragonsource. A new layer of defensive shielding has been added to the ship, named the Profound Dragon Aegis!”

The Dark-Gold Dragonsword and Manicrest Dragonsource were for offense, while the Profound Dragon Aegis was for defense! Both attack and defense had been further perfected.

Now, only one final core, the Imperialdragon Palace Core, remained.

”A cosmic god can easily destroy any fortuna-class astralship and even some maniverse-class ones. But they might not be able to break through the Profound Dragon Aegis!” Tianming’s eyes gleamed even brighter.

”That’s great!” Wudi took a deep breath, his gaze filled with ambition. ”The fortuna-class Sun and the maniverse-class tomb we father and son longed for.... We’ve finally achieved our dream!”

”Yeah!” Tianming felt countless emotions surge within him. Gritting his teeth, he continued, ”Godfather, I’ll leave this place to you. I need to head out.”

”Leaving so soon?” Wudi looked at him. The brat wasn’t resting for even a moment!

”Yin Chen and Bai Ye already made arrangements at Starmoon Haven. I now have its exact location. Those dozen cosmic gods from the Midsky Tristars have already drawn their swords against Long Xing. Especially since the eight hundred million flameyellow descendants haven’t all been gathered yet, the sooner I connect with Long Xing, the better!” Tianming explained.

As for those eight hundred million flameyellow descendants, he didn’t intend to take them by force. The enemy had already set a trap, and without becoming an overflower he had no confidence in successfully springing it... and surviving.

”The flameyellow cosmic god is the key to us seizing the Midsky Tristars!” Wudi said.

”Exactly!” Not a single step could be delayed.

Tianming needed the power of fifteen million people, so he took them along once again using the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb. However, this time he planned to enter Starmoon Haven alone first and would ensure the tomb didn’t get too close.

In the Upper Star Ruin, I still can’t form a large-scale Galactic Emperor dominion, like I can in a mundus, so I might not even be able to use this omnisentient power.... That was, at least, unless he risked bringing the tomb closer. Currently, the omnisentient system of the Upper Star Ruin had incredibly high quality, but the area it covered was relatively small.

Without further delay, everyone gathered aboard the tomb once more and Tianming set off!

”Once we’re strong enough for the Sun to ride right up to the Midsky Tristars, I won’t need to take these people with me everywhere I go, dragging them along on my journeys!” Tianming grit his teeth as he watched people board.

”If that day comes, I’ll make sure to stomp their faces into the ground!” Wudi laughed.

”Just watch me!” Tianming’s eyes turned cold.

The Ninedragon Imperial Tomb soared into the sky, leaving the Sun.

”Brother, check the Flameyellow Atlas!” Qingyu urged.

”Alright!” Tianming had been thinking about that already.

The Flameyellow Atlas unfolded. Sure enough, vast areas of the hidden region began lighting up. The range of the Flameyellow Divine Path now expanded to cover almost a third of the entire map. A large number of shining star points had appeared.

”Wargod Haven, Starmoon Haven, Ninefold Hellstar....” Fortuna- and maniverse-class worlds appeared on the map one after another, meaning that the Sun could descend near them through the Flameyellow Divine Path.

”This map covers a much larger range than the Cosmic God Palace’s map!” The Cosmic God Palace’s wormhole pathways only spanned the Ninefold Hellstar’s jurisdiction and had limited access rights.

”Where’s Saturatia-49?” Tianming and Qingyu were both nervous.

Two-thirds of the map was still hidden, meaning those areas were likely far away. If the Sun tried reaching them, it would consume an enormous amount of power, possibly even dropping from the infinitum class.

Was Saturatia-49 in the revealed area or the hidden area? The siblings carefully searched. Even Ying Huo and the others joined in.

”Don’t bother. It’s not... here here.” Yin Chen’s short update instantly made Tianming and Qingyu’s expressions turn solemn.

”It’s okay!” Tianming patted Qingyu’s shoulder, gritting his teeth. ”There’s still hope!”

”Does that mean we have to wait until the Sun reaches maniverse class? That’d take too long.” Qingyu murmured.

”No.” Tianming turned his gaze toward Starmoon Haven on the map. ”The Midsky Tristars have maniverse-class astralships. Their access rights should be higher than the Cosmic God Palace, right? Maybe we can use their pathways to reach our destination! If the Midsky Tristars’ maniverse-class ships aren’t enough, then the Ninefold Hellstar’s definitely will. We have a stepping stone!”

”Alright....” Qingyu wasn’t someone who would be easily discouraged. Plus, they both firmly believed that Lingfeng could handle the wonderians alone, so their goal was clear.

First, they needed to connect with Long Xing!

Not long later, the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb passed through the deep cosmic void and came to a stop in the middle of a patch of darkness. Starmoon Haven lay ahead!

”Bai Ye, have Yanri Shuang come pick me up.” Tianming ordered, then turned to Long Qian and the others. ”Stay here and wait for my signal.”

”Yes, Emperor!” the people fervently responded.

”The eight hundred million flameyellow descendants haven’t set off yet, and I haven’t found Long Xing... but I found an interesting place for you!” Bai Ye suddenly chuckled.

”What place?”

”The cosmic gods of the Starfall Pantheon have a secret base here dedicated to nurturing maniverse-class geniuses under three hundred years old. It’s their most important training ground, completely sealed off from outsiders and protected by layers of formations!” Bai Ye sneered.

”A bunch of baby chicks? What’s so special about it?” Tianming asked.

”It contains the Starfall Pantheon’s best resources, including cosmic god caeli and imperial-class battle arts! Most importantly, it holds a method to nurture totems and upgrade their simulacra!” Bai Ye said.

”What method?” Tianming’s eyes burned with excitement. His decapath era godswords had only reached their sevenfold simulacrum and had yet to reach their peak!

“A flock of young girls with Suishen Blood?” Yin Chen was intrigued as well.

“Shut up.”

”No, it uses a cosmic tribulation sea, the most important resource for totemancers in the Upper Star Ruin,” Bai Ye said.

”Where is it?” Tianming asked through gritted teeth.

”In a divine tomb!”