Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 3929 - When the Sword isn’t Sharp Enough, Killing is a Pain in the Ass

Tianming had always felt that among all cultivation systems, totemancers were the weakest, below even primalwingers.

As for the wonderians, they had cheated their way into first place among the three great divine races by relying on two-versus-one tactics.

It was undeniable that wonderians had made profound achievements in areas such as formations, wonders, the Wondersky Realm, and wormhole expressways. But it was also true that they secured rankings and resources through two-versus-one combat.

For example, on the Ten Desolate Cosmic Genii Ranking, wonderians appeared in pairs, and husband and wife shared one title, one rank.

If all wondermancers did that, there wouldn’t be much to say. The problem was, ordinary wondermancers like Qin Feng were counted individually....

This created a contrast that at each level, a wonderian’s power topped the list, while other wondermancers ranked at the bottom.

Thanks to their mental connection, a wonderian pair, fighting in tandem, could produce a synergy that made them more than the sum of their parts. However, once they were separated, someone like Zhoutian Henfeng, a third-level cosmic god, was immediately no different from those solo wondermancers like Qin Feng or Chu Xuan!

Jiang Datou had been struggling one-on-two, but as soon as Tianming drew away Zhoutian Henfeng, he immediately went berserk and started suppressing the female wonderian.

The more his wife suffered, the more panicked Zhoutian Henfeng became, and the easier Tianming’s job to block him got.

The Thousandway Blitzrun kept changing position. No matter where Zhoutian Henfeng went, Tianming would immediately haunt his steps. Whenever Zhoutian Henfeng directed the heavenly-wind dao-tribulation wonder to attack, Tianming would instantly vanish like a ghost.

“This technique is even more impressive than when the Fivefold Blitzrun first appeared!” Despite Meow Meow sleeping all the time, it had zero flaws when it came to speed.

“Despicable lesser race! Who are you really?!” Zhoutian Henfeng’s tracking ring glowed, and he deliberately tried to capture Tianming with it. In doing so, his clan’s forces outside would definitely start investigating Tianming’s background.

“Starting now, my Saturatia-49 will fully investigate your identity. One last chance. Keep interfering, and all your family and kin outside will die!” Zhoutian Henfeng viciously growled.

But Tianming had his purple mask, and Ying Huo and Meow Meow were still merged with his arms. He wasn’t worried at all.

This was an inevitable conflict anyway.

“Gods, stop whining about daddy and mommy.” Tianming was honestly sick of these children of the Eightpart Pantheons. Among peers, they relied on real skill. But against non-Eightpart Pantheons cultivators? They either crushed them or called for backup.

It was all too shameless!

“Heh, if you’ve got guts, stop dodging!” Zhoutian Henfeng sneered.

“I’m not dodging, I’m teasing you. Did you not notice?” Tianming said with pity.

“You!” The massive humanoid star began glowing with anger, clearly trying to summon nearby wonderian allies.

But anger was useless. Tianming had no mercy for the Eightpart Pantheons. If they deserved to die, they died.

Zhoutian Henfeng kept trying to break through, but Tianming was omnipresent. Zhoutian Henfeng wasn’t much stronger than Tianming, so Tianming was an obstacle he could not breach.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Jiang Datou advanced with a massive golden war blade, cleaving through the hellish-water dao-tribulation wonder, proving that his primalwinger strength was far superior to a wondermancer of the same level.

His goldbolt tigerwings greatly boosted his speed, pairing well with his burly and physically powerful body. Each slash from him roared like a tiger descending a mountain, overwhelming the female wonderian. Her injuries began to pile up.

Zhoutian Henfeng was screaming until he was hoarse, and Tianming’s sword slid into his back.

Finally, the female wonderian screamed with agony as her body exploded and reformed as a cosmic god essence. However, that didn’t stop the threats. “Xeno scum! You will die! Reinforcements are coming soon!”

“Don’t listen to her nonsense. There’s no one around here.” Tianming added another slash. With Yin Chen around, he knew better than anyone whether anyone else was nearby.

“Shui!” Zhoutian Henfeng roared, and the heavenly-wind dao-tribulation wonder transformed into a raging storm that swept out, shattering rocks and cliffs in its path.

“This wonder is decent. It’ll be a gift for Little Fish!” A third-level cosmic god’s wonder was stronger than the one Moran currently used. And naturally, Tianming also wanted their order.

“Good brother, I’m coming!” Jiang Datou heartily laughed and rushed over to help Tianming flank Zhoutian Henfeng.

“You—!” Zhoutian Henfeng barely got the word out before he was pincer attacked. Before him were golden wings that covered the sky, filling it with electric serpents. And behind him, a shadowy assassin lurked, striking without warning.

Jiang Datou’s massive golden blade clashed with Zhoutian Henfeng’s longsword, creating a brilliant explosion of sparks. Zhoutian Henfeng slammed into Miracle Mountain, his body flattened from the impact.

“Now that I’ve finally met the three divine races, I must say, I’m not impressed! You’re just cowards who gang up on people!” Jiang Datou brazenly laughed as he hacked down again.

Just as he pinned down Zhoutian Henfeng, Tianming appeared behind the wonderian and peppered his back with lightning and fire. And for the finishing touch, the Grand-Orient Sword activated the Desolation Stargate Sword Formation and pierced through his heart.

That strike carried the soul power of twenty infant souls, blasting straight into Zhoutian Henfeng’s brain!

“Soul attack?!” Zhoutian Henfeng had to recall his wonder to shield his brain. This inevitably left his body vulnerable, exposing it to Jiang Datou’s wings and warblade.

“Die!” Jiang Datou slashed down, his wing’s electricity entwining around his blade as it fell. Zhoutian Henfeng was cleaved in two, then shredded into firework-like fragments!

Another cosmic god essence formed. Thus, both wonderians were incapacitated and served on a platter.

Jiang Datou quickly acted to loot their spatial rings and destroy their tracking rings like a seasoned pro.

“Bro, here’s one for you!” Jiang Datou tossed Zhoutian Henfeng’s spatial ring to Tianming, then said, “Let’s get out of here! If reinforcements arrive, we might not escape.”

“Leave?”

“Yeah. Reducing them to cosmic god essence is good enough. Most battles with the Eightpart Pantheons end this way.”

Tianming shook his head. “No, I want to kill them.”

“What the hell! Aren’t you from a subordinate race of theirs? You’re that bold?!” Jiang Datou was stunned. Even they barely killed, but someone from an orbiter dared?

Tianming nodded and stepped up to the two cosmic god essences.

“No matter who you are, the tracking ring has already marked you. Don’t do anything irreversible. Otherwise—” Before Zhoutian Henfeng could finish, Tianming’s sword hacked down.

The Grand-Orient Sword unleashed a mad flurry of slashes!

To Tianming’s delight, Miracle Mountain trembled with each strike, clearly indicating a connection between the sword and the mountain.

“You really don’t want to live, huh?” Zhoutian Henfeng viciously snarled.

However, his threats fell on deaf ears.

“We have no personal grudge. Why go this far?” Zhoutian Henfeng finally began to wake up to reality.

Still, Tianming didn’t answer.

He was so hard to kill! The cosmic-god essence was tougher than this guy’s actual body!

Jiang Datou couldn’t take it anymore and rolled up his sleeves. He barked, “Forget it! Step aside, I’ll do it for you!”

“Thanks!” Tianming nodded, then looked down at the Miracle Mountain beneath his feet and grumbled to himself. My sword isn’t sharp enough. Killing people is a pain in the ass. I really need to find a way to obtain the Miracle Mountain....