Beastmaster of the Ages

Fortunately, Tianming was fast, so he wasn’t afraid of that weirdo escaping.

“Run! There’s a wild bovine!” The strange man suddenly lunged forward and pulled a small black orb from his chest. The orb vibrated and transformed into a circular, black-and-gold door that opened to reveal a swirling vortex inside!

“Bye bye! Die!” The weirdo giggled as he leapt straight into the door, and the black-and-gold door slammed shut behind him. Tianming was almost caught in the swinging door and had to retreat quickly.

“He’s gone? What the hell?!” As soon as the door closed, it disappeared without a trace. This left Tianming confused. “What was that?”

“All I can only say is that the Ancestral World is a bizarre space that can’t be understood by the logic of the Realm of Order.” Tianming couldn’t plan ahead for such methods.

“Keep searching for him,” Tianming said to Yin Chen.

“This guy clearly isn’t from the Eightpart Pantheons, and probably not from the Primordial Sands either! Then he must be a native of the Ancestral World.” When the Eightpart Pantheons and Primordial Sands started their tiff here, had they even asked permission?

“So, do the formations on those golden ninelives fruit come from them?” Having a door they could come and go through at will suggested that these Ancestral World natives may not actually be that far from him anymore.

“Focus on finding these people! Hopefully, the next one we meet won’t be an idiot,” said Tianming.

“No shit,” Yin Chen cursed.

Tianming chose not to respond to that.

With no leads for now, Tianming went back to studying the golden fruit. However, he suddenly remembered the muttering of that weirdo at the start.

“Die? Die? All of you?” Tianming’s gaze turned deep and serious.

***

Elsewhere, a group of over fifty cosmic gods followed the Skyfiendling of the ashuras, their eyes filled with killing intent.

“He’s still moving?” the Sin Pantheon’s Yushen An stood beside the Skyfiendling, his eyes cold and sinister.

“Yeah. Moving fast.” The Skyfiendling stopped in his tracks, then suddenly smiled. “Forget it. I’ll go take care of him myself. Moving in a big group just wastes time.”

“I’ll go with you,” Yushen An said as he glanced back at his sister. “No matter what, my brother-in-law died unjustly, and I need an accounting.”

“Alright.” The Skyfiendling didn’t argue. This was a small matter.

“You all stay here and stick together,” Yushen An told the other primalwingers.

“Yes!” They all nodded.

Just as the Skyfiendling and Yushen An were about to set out alone, the twin sisters from the ashuras, Mo Lian and Mo Xi, suddenly appeared. Mo Xi looked excited as she half-knelt before the Skyfiendling.

“What?” the Skyfiendling asked.

“We’ve discovered about forty Primordial Sands people. Their leader is called Jiang Lincheng, who we’ve seen before,” Mo Xi replied.

“They’re not far from the masked man your cobalt fiendeyes located,” Mo Lian respectfully added.

“You’re suggesting they’re working together?” the Skyfiendling coldly asked.

“Yes! That masked man previously attacked us alongside two of their primalwingers,” Yushen Hua coldly said from the side.

“Oh?” The Skyfiendling and Yushen An exchanged glances.

Then the Skyfiendling suddenly chuckled. “My father is celebrating his hundred-thousand-year birthday right now. I’m sure plenty of guests are watching us. We’ve been chasing some traitor scum for so long that we must be boring them.”

“So?” Yushen An gave a chilly smile, a flash of killing intent in his eyes.

“How about we join forces and wipe out this Primordial Sands group instead? Their heads will be a long-distance birthday gift for my father. It sounds like a unique present,” the Skyfiendling said with a light laugh.

“Indeed. Killing one traitor is just venting some anger. But these fearless Primordial Sands members are the true thorns in our parents’ side, especially that Perpetual Jiang Clan!” Yushen An looked at his sister, the killing intent in his eyes rapidly intensifying.

The strongest primalwingers could only be the Sin Pantheon! What was the Primordial Sands doing in the spotlight?

The conflict between the Sin Pantheon and the kunlan primalwingers was the biggest conflict in the Ancient Flameyellow Ruins.

“If that little rat is on good terms with them, then when we slaughter these people, he’ll probably show up too. We can deal with him then,” the Skyfiendling said. Then he turned to Mo Xi. “We hunt that group!”

If it were just the ashuras, it’d be a harder fight. But now that the Sin Pantheon was involved, they had a good shot at winning.

“Yes!” The Mo sisters nodded. The two of them would earn great merit when this succeeded.

“Stick close. I’ll call over a few friends. Let’s make this clean,” The Skyfiendling added.

“Yes!” They immediately turned and headed toward another cave, like blades of death drawing closer to their prey.

***

“What did you say?” Tianming was just about to test the fruit when Yin Chen suddenly told him about the Skyfiendling’s movements.

“They’ve targeted Jiang Lincheng?” Tianming frowned.

“So, are you going to help or not?” Ying Huo raised an eyebrow.

“These ashuras and Sin Pantheon folks only found Jiang Lincheng’s group when they chased me to this area,” Tianming frowned.

“So, are you helping?” Ying Huo casually preened its feathers while smirking.

“Help my ass!” Tianming rolled his eyes, recalling all the ridiculous things that had happened before.

“If it were me, not only would I not help, I’d sit back with popcorn, watch them get slaughtered, and laugh. Then I’d clean up and kill the Eightpart Pantheons too!” Bai Ye popped out from atop his head, darkly laughing.

“Kill! Kill all the trash!” Bai Ling growled.

“Brother Datou and Sister Xiaobai aren’t bad people. We should help a little. After all, besides that woman, the rest didn’t really do anything against us,” Xian Xian pouted.

“Of course. We can’t let Brother Datou get hurt, right?” Ying Huo looked down at Tianming. “The problem is, those guys are super strong. Little Li still looks a little too short.”

“Screw you!” Tianming’s progress had already been lightning fast. It was a miracle for him to catch up to these young geniuses from maniverse-class worlds that had cultivated for ages with endless resources.

“Let’s first see how effective this ninelives fruit is. If not, we’ll have to rely on speed and maneuvering,” Tianming said, then activated the transmission stone with Jiang Daitou.

“Brother Datou, you guys have been targeted by the ashura’s Skyfiendling and the Sin Pantheon’s Yushen An. They have more people than you. Run! I can guide you,” Tianming bluntly spoke.

“What?!” Jiang Datou panicked when he heard that. He quickly relayed the message to the others.

Jiang Yulian immediately sneered and said, “See? Another trap set for us! If we follow his directions, we’ll run straight into the waiting arms of the Skyfiendling and Sin Pantheon!”

“So?” Jiang Xiaobai asked.

“Whoever trusts him, go his way. I’m not risking my life. I’m heading the opposite direction!” Jiang Yulian stood up and really turned to leave.

Jiang Lincheng was speechless.

“Divorce her. Survival first,” Jiang Daitou patted him on the shoulder and said with a shudder.