Beastmaster of the Ages

“My brother?” Mushan Xue smiled faintly. “Just now, he already spoke to me about it.”

“He knows as well? News travels fast...” Tianming then asked, “So what did he say?”

“My brother said that if the stareye stops working, they will leave Ancestral Void Realm and take action.” As Mushan Xue spoke, her eyes grew heated. It was clear that this was an exhilarating moment for the flameyellow voidkin.

For generations they had lived within the Ancestral World. But that was not the land they were meant for. One generation after another had lived in a lightless world.

Today, in the Upper Star Ruin, aside from the Primordial Sands, everything belonged to the Eightpart Pantheons. If they wished to leave the Ancestral World, the Primordial Sands was their only option.

Tianming’s arrival with the Imperial Star was undoubtedly a godsend in a time of need.

“So you’re saying he’s already prepared to come help me?” Tianming laughed.

“I’ve been busy extolling him with the virtues of the Imperial Star every day. How could they not be impatient? But my brother also told me to scold you for doing one thing poorly.” Mushan Xue said seriously.

“What thing?” Tianming froze.

“My brother said that you should have let him know earlier you had control of the Grand Xia Guard Formation. That way, we could have planned ahead and trapped more,” Mushan Xue relayed.

“Your brother means a billion Eightpart Pantheons soldiers aren’t enough?” Tianming asked in surprise.

“If this is our only chance to trap them and slaughter them, then yes, it’s a bit lacking. If you had coordinated with us earlier, the outcome would have been even better,” Mushan Xue complained slightly.

Tianming pondered for a moment, then spoke sincerely, “Mushan Xue, please tell your people this: gaining control of the Grand Xia Guard Formation was a sudden development. Even I didn’t know before heading to Grand Xia. If I had possessed the means to set a trap earlier, I would definitely have consulted with you first.”

“Oh... so that was the case!” Mushan Xue smiled in satisfaction. “I just knew it. How could you possibly keep such a trump card from us? Some elders even said you were holding back because you didn’t trust us. What nonsense!”

“It was still my fault,” Tianming said with a smile.

“It’s fine. As long as it’s been cleared up.” Mushan Xue paused, then added, “But since time is tight, my brother can only bring the five hundred million soldiers he previously used to destroy the Ten Desolate Starforges. The logistics to gather and deploy the rest of the forces from the Ancestral Void Realm might take some time. I’m not sure if they can make it in time.”

“Five hundred million soldiers? Your brother has confirmed this?” Tianming asked with barely contained excitement.

“Of course. They’re already preparing to emerge. My brother said your astralship is fast. He wants you to quickly send it to fetch them,” Mushan Xue said just as excitedly.

It was clear the flameyellow voidkin was just as eager for this battle. Tianming had laid out the perfect stage for them, practically recreating the battle against the Ten Desolate Starforges.

But the Ten Desolate Starforges had only had one hundred million soldiers, while there were a billion to fight now!

“Understood. I’ll make arrangements immediately.” As Tianming spoke, he had already ordered the Tian Jiu Cult to fully disembark from the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb. He didn’t need to go himself as the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb could be remotely controlled. With the Flameyellow Divine Path to shorten the route, it would arrive in time.

Once that was done, he turned back to Mushan Xue and said, “The Jiang, Lin, and Chen kunlan primalwingers have decided to fight alongside us. Nearly their entire army is mobilizing. Adding the Tian Jiu Cult, my own ghoul legion, your five hundred million troops, and the Grand Xia Guard Formation, we already hold the advantage. The rest of the forces can assemble later, we don’t need to rush.”

“I heard you used the formation for a surprise attack and crippled nearly a hundred million of the Eightpart Pantheons?” Mushan Xue asked.

“Thirty million died. Around fifty million became cosmic-god essences and are out of the game now. So only about nine hundred million are combat fit now,” Tianming replied.

“I also heard you’ve been inciting the devas?” Mushan Xue looked at him with admiration.

“Mm. They probably won’t switch sides, but those two hundred million devas might stay out of the fight. If they hold back and we can get the flameyellow voidkin to join in time, our advantage will be immense.” Tianming’s gaze blazed.

“Yes! Do everything you can to disrupt them on your side. Don’t let them organize their breakout,” Mushan Xue said with mounting excitement. “This time, we will create the greatest victory in history!”

“We absolutely will!”

If they won this battle, Tianming would not only seize the Primordial Sands but effectively conquer the flameyellow voidkin as well, truly uniting both branches! He would become the second overlord in the Upper Star Ruin, second only to the united might of the Eightpart Pantheons.

After that, he could launch a counterattack against the Eightpart Pantheons at any time through the Ancestral World’s passages!

The Flameyellow had already joined the stage!

Tianming took a deep breath, his heart surging with passion.

“Shall I hang up then, great hero?” Mushan Xue smiled at him.

“Wait.” Tianming inhaled deeply. “Sister Xue, can you tell me just how much strength does your entire clan possess now?”

The true numbers of the flameyellow voidkin were unknown to Tianming, the Primordial Sands, and even the Eightpart Pantheons.

There were many speculations but no real figures.

Hearing this, Mushan Xue raised a brow. “Normally you just call me Mushan Xue. But to learn our deepest secrets, I’m suddenly your ‘Sister Xue?’”

“My mistake. Please, Sister Xue, satisfy my curiosity!” Tianming said.

“Fine. For the sake of all the miracles you’ve created, I’ll tell you. My brother said it’s allowed.” Mushan Xue smiled.

“Please.”

Mushan Xue took a deep breath. “In the Ancestral World, inheritance and survival were both extremely difficult. There are many disasters... but perhaps because of that persistent fire in our hearts, our entire race fought against destiny and disaster alike. Generation after generation, no one gave up easily, all determined to preserve the last flame of Flameyellow. Our generation is even slightly larger than the past... You must know, there have been times we were nearly wiped out. Back then, everyone thought all that perseverance would end in vain.”

“I can feel that spirit,” Tianming nodded. He wasn’t just being polite.

In the Upper Star Ruin, the flameyellow descendants had become a slave race suffering oppression. Yet they never gave up, enduring in silence. Now, Tianming had become their faith, while their very existence fueled his resolve.