Beastmaster of the Ages

It was obvious that Qin Wangchuan possessed the most core bloodline of the devas. His aura was quite different from the others of his race, but was very similar to that of Princess You You! His seven-hundred-meter-tall divine body was formed of countless dull yellow middlekin astrons. He looked like a lifeless miniature universe that emanated an extreme power of death.

His bald head resembled an oval sphere, with eyes like murky yellow whirlpools that were deep, cold, and filled with countless flashing thoughts.

He charged at Tianming, and as he moved, his body underwent a dramatic transformation. Just like Princess You You, thousands of arms burst out from his back, blotting out the sky!

When he transformed into the thousand-armed bodhisattva, even his aura of death and destruction changed. It now bore a hint of merciful compassion for all beings, making him full of contradictions, like a saint fallen into the abyss.

“He can’t possibly have literally a thousand arms, so this thousand-armed bodhisattva must also have illusory elements.... In combat, his arms are going to be incredibly fast!” Tianming’s gaze turned icy as he watched his opponent.

There was no doubt that Qin Wangchuan was much stronger than Pu Lingyi. If Ji Ji were still there, Tianming wouldn’t be afraid, but facing a seventh-level cosmic god with an imperial lineage now was clearly perilous!

But there was no choice. Qin Wangchuan was the king of the Eightpart Pantheons’ geniuses. Tianming had to bear the heavy responsibility of holding him off, even if it meant getting seriously injured.

Qin Wangchuan clearly understood his intentions. For Qin Wangchuan, taking down Tianming would be enough to shift the entire direction of the war as well.

His thousand phantom arms constantly changed forms, each one wrapped in a layer of silvery gray spiked armor. It was actually the cosmic relic Multifarious Variant. It was liquid in form and could morph into any shape at will, all of them granting incredible power. The ever-changing artifact was extremely suitable for specters.

Moreover, the Multifarious Variant was very nearly at the level of a godshaker-class cosmic relic!

Each of Qin Wangchuan’s palms became a spiked gauntlet, turning him into a raging weapon! He threw a fierce punch at Tianming, backed by raw physical power. Five hundred fists followed his action, the sky filling with silver phantom fists raining down on Tianming. Each one looked illusory, yet every single one was real!

“Brutal!” Such a worthy match ignited Tianming’s heart with fighting spirit.

He charged forward to meet Qin Wangchuan, kicking out with his leg to meet Qin Wangchuan’s fist head-on. His kick erupted with the fleshly strength of a Primordial Chaos Beast, combined with Lan Huang’s Triflair Primordial World, and exploded with violent force!

A deafening boom shook the battlefield. The black earth violently trembled, and even Miracle Mountain cracked open.

Tianming was flung millions of meters away by the force behind the five hundred fists, obviously the loser in the exchange.

The opponent’s cosmoforce invaded his body and wreaked havoc. Tianming’s middlekin astrons could resist it better, but his remaining unevolved astrons couldn’t bear it. So, even though he had blocked it with his leg, the part that ended up getting destroyed wasn’t his leg....

“Dammit!” Tianming looked down and saw that his seventh heptastar organ had mostly exploded. The pain turned his face purple, and in that instant, he cursed all eighteen generations of Qin Wangchuan’s ancestors.

“Not good!” Ying Huo exclaimed in amazement.

“His... balls!” Meow Meow, who was usually on the receiving end, was gloatingly laughing.

“Shut up.” Tianming couldn’t be bothered with them. Thankfully, he was no longer a mortal. His ‘thing’ could regenerate even after being smashed. So even if it was shattered, it wouldn’t affect the great mission of passing on the legacy of the Tianming Dynasty.

Soon, I’ll become a cosmic god. As the saying goes, creation comes from destruction. This just happens to be a chance to forge the strongest pillar for inheritance... right? Still, it was pretty damn embarrassing!

So many people had witnessed his loss!

He had already been feeling awkward around Zi Zhen and Weisheng Moran... and now his dignity was in tatters.

The perpetrator immediately became the target of Tianming’s embarrassment-fueled rage!

“You mean that thing hasn’t become a cosmic god yet?” Qin Wangchuan suddenly appeared in front of him, sneering at Tianming. “Don’t tell me you’re a eunuch, born defective in that area?”

That was the last straw!

Tianming grit his teeth, hoisted the golden Grand-Orient Sword, and got up with a murderous look. Without another word, he charged at Qin Wangchuan!

“Heh. I don’t get how Taiyang Zhao’s wonders lost to a eunuch mutt like you,” Qin Wangchuan sneered. He had no intention of wasting time with Tianming, so after seizing the advantage, the sevenfold hell-ring in his chest rotated and activated.

A beam of golden light, carrying a sacred and majestic power, shot out from his chest. Chanting echoed through the entire cave, making everyone on the battlefield’s scalps tingle!

A bald golden ghoul crawled out from Qin Wangchuan’s chest. Its head was so huge that it was almost a third of its body. However, its eyes were tiny and its mouth was curled in a strange smile. The overall impression was disturbingly eerie.

Another ghoul king.... From the excited reaction of Eighth in the lifebound space, Tianming could tell how useful that sakyamuni ghoul king was to it. It was clear that the quality of hell-ring the ghoul came from was more important to Eighth than its cultivation level.

This proves that to help Eighth be smoothly born, killing one genius might be more effective than slaying ten thousand ordinary strong enemies! Sevenfold hell-rings were among the highest-grade bloodlines in the devas. They were the threshold for cultivating in an imperial-class world!

At that moment, Qin Wangchuan and the sakyamuni ghoul king, one grayish black and the other golden, seemed like the fusion of good and evil, forming a twisted whole.

With the thousand-armed bodhisattva, the Multifarious Variant, and the sakyamuni ghoul king stacked together, the guy’s combat strength was absolutely off the charts. Even if he wasn’t as effective in warfare as the ashuras, in single combat, he could slaughter anyone in his path!

Previously, of the five thousand cosmic god essences produced from the Primordial Sands, at least a thousand of them had been singlehandedly harvested by him in a short time!

The pressure Tianming was under was truly immense. He glanced around. So far, the Eightpart Pantheons were still in the lead. More and more Primordial Sands warriors were becoming cosmic god essences. At this rate, they would be completely wiped out!

When that happened, people like Jiang Feifei would face life-and-death danger! It was an all-around disadvantage, so where was the breakthrough point?

Just as Qin Wangchuan charged in again with cold, deadly intent, Yin Chen suddenly delivered good news. “Zi Zhen... has succeeded!”

Tianming finally smiled. Zi Zhen had followed Yin Chen’s guidance to find and kill one of the seventh-level ashuras. She had pulled off another major contribution!