Beastmaster of the Ages

”And that worked?” Tianming recalled when Lingfeng first went to the Xenoworld and suffered all kinds of constraints. To think that he could traverse it much better than wonderians by now was astounding! The Primordial Demonlord must be tied to the Xenoworld in some way.

”What, then? Where is he now?” Tianming asked.

A few days ago, Saturatia-49 mobilized a huge force and almost captured him, but he ran off, much to the chagrin of the cosmic gods. Some say that even kilometer-tall cosmic gods weren’t able to capture him, Yin Chen answered in text form.

”That sounds badass....” Lingfeng sounded far more adept at running than Tianming was. ”Is there any more news? Can you find him? Do you need to first infiltrate Saturatia-49?”

Saturatia-49’s astralguard formation wasn’t deployed, so it probably wasn’t difficult for Yin Chen to infiltrate it by hitching rides on divine astralships.

No need. Just got word that he ran off to the Ancient Flameyellow Ruins. Someone spotted him there.

”What a runner he is,” Qingyu said, almost bursting out in laughter. They had come all the way to Saturatia-49, only to find that Lingfeng had gone somewhere else. It was a good coincidence that it lined up with Tianming’s next destination, though.

”Alright, at least he’s fine.” Qingyu could finally relax. ”Big Brother, we don’t have time to spare. Let’s go to the Ancient Flameyellow Ruins to find him.”

”The question is, how do we even go there? The wormhole expressway doesn’t even lead there,” Tianming said, before turning to the insects. ”Go listen around then.”

I already know. Recently, maniverse-class worlds in the area are sending large batches of people there. All you need to do is hitch a ride. It’s not like you can be traveling with the Brightmoon.

”I didn’t think that many people would be going.” Tianming knew that there was definitely some kind of incentive for that many people to be drawn there. ”Looks like I can’t be calling myself ’Li Tianming’ while I join them.”

”It’s time for Lin Feng’s return,” Moran said with a chuckle. She recalled adopting the identity of Lin Feng’s concubine back at Ebonia.

Tianming laughed awkwardly. ”Alright, Yin Chen, find a target that we can control.”

Got you. There’s a ship called the Maplegod in an orbiter of the same name. It’s scheduled to fly to the Ancient Flameyellow Ruins a few days later. A genius called Qin Feng, son of the ruler of Maplegod and disciple of a sacred lord from Saturatia-49, has reached the ninth level of the Overflow stage before the age of five hundred and has been granted the honor to explore the Ancient Flameyellow Ruins.

”Wait, isn’t it a place just for cosmic gods? Why are the younger folks also going?” Tianming asked.

The Ancestral World is dangerous and filled with unique universal limitations. For instance, the Ancestral World suppresses cosmic gods older than one lifetime unit in the lower half of the Ancient Flameyellow Ruins. A lifetime unit is said to be five hundred years.

”Alright.” Tianming recalled the time when the Order Relic entered the Ancestral World, leading to one of the weirdest experiences ever.

Ye Lingfeng has been spotted in the lower half of the ruins. Some even say that an entrance of the ruins in the Primordial Sands leads to the ruins’ lower half.

”The destinations really are all lining up!” Yin Chen’s ability to gather information was truly impressive. Tianming knew everything he needed to.

There are tens of thousands of young geniuses from the Eightpart Pantheons ninth level and above. Some of them are even cosmic gods.

”Got it.” Tianming took a deep breath. He, Qingyu, and Moran were passing through the cloaking formation. Once they were through, they saw a patchwork-colored world, slightly larger than a normal sanctuary-class world. In terms of scale, it seemed like a stellunar-source world that orbited nova-source worlds, which reminded Tianming of the Divine Moon Realm.

Yin Chen had locked onto Qin Feng’s location. He was at the only mound city in Maplegod, Maplegod Mound. The lord of Maplegod should be a cosmic god, and likely the only one in this orbiter.

”Based on his name, he doesn’t sound like a wonderian,” Tianming said. For someone who wasn’t a wonderian to end up becoming a disciple of one, he must be quite talented, probably blessed with a much better bloodline than Yanri Shuang’s.

”He’s not a wonderian, but he practices divine wondermancy,” Bai Ye said.

”Oh? Then he’s not one of the Eightpart Pantheons either, then?”

”That’s right. There are many sub factions under the Eightpart Pantheons. There are some wondermancers who aren’t wonderians,” Bai Ye said. Tianming knew about that too, being a wondermancer himself.

”There are... quite a... lot of... others like... him around,” Yin Chen added.

Tianming accelerated his descent into Maplegod Mound.

”Oh?” Bai Ye suddenly smirked.

”What’s that?”

”Qin Feng is making money by selling flameyellow descendants.... He’s the biggest slave trader in Maplegod.”