Beastmaster of the Ages

Tianming had sent the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb to collect the seven hundred million cosmic god reinforcements at the fastest possible speed.

But for now, he still had to rely on the Grand Xia Guard Formation, the Xi Hwa ghoul legion, and the ninety million cosmic gods of the Tian Jiu Cult to stand against the nine hundred million cosmic gods of the Eightpart Pantheons!

Lord Yue and the other two had “switched sides” once again, completely enraging the Eightpart Pantheons.

They knew Tianming had reinforcements on the way. Even if many among the Eightpart Pantheons refused to admit it, the reality was that they were now in an extremely passive situation.

If they broke through the encirclement, they would still maintain some initiative.

If they failed to break through and Tianming’s reinforcements arrived, there was a very real possibility that they would be trapped here forever and perhaps truly annihilated in the end. This was no trivial matter like the loss of the one hundred million from the Ten Desolations Star Furnace.

The marshal knew this clearly and that they now cornered tigers forced to bare their fangs. The Eightpart Pantheons completely abandoned their wounded as they gathered the final forces capable of fighting!

“Wonderians, heed my command! Layer your wonders and force your way through!” Mi Shen Alpha stood amidst the ranks and declared solemnly to over five hundred million wonderians.

This tactic was the same as what the Tian Jiu Cult had employed before.

Empress Xia led the experts of the Grand Xia imperials, commanding nearly thirty million cosmic gods to join the Eightpart Pantheons. Standing side by side with the wonderians, their morale skyrocketed. The “respect” shown by the wonderians was deeply gratifying for them. Regardless of what others might say, at the very least the Grand Xia imperials believed that they were friends of the Eightpart Pantheons—⁠

Not bitches or lapdogs.

“Devas, stand by!”

“Ashuras, stand by!”

“Starfall Pantheon, ready your totems!”

The majesty and dominance of the overlords of the universe was on full display. Their present predicament had not shaken their will to fight.

One by one, the marshals stepped before their respective armies to personally serve as the vanguard. Even counting the three Mi Shen as one, there were still more than eight of such supreme cosmic gods present!

As the moment of departure drew near, Mi Shen Alpha turned to Empress Xia. “Where is Comma Girl?”

“I greeted her earlier, so she’s arrived. But she’s vanished ever since Li Tianming began stirring chaos,” Empress Xia replied with a complicated expression.

“Forget her. She’s a peculiar one,” Mi Shen Beta chuckled.

“Very well.” Mi Shen Alpha then looked to Empress Xia and said, “Little sister, you and your people must stay close to us of the wonderians. A massive formation of combined wonders is the most effective way to get out. If danger strikes, we won’t be able to look after others.”

The implication was clear that Empress Xia was one of them, while the rest of the Eightpart Pantheons were relegated to “others.” Such intimate favor moved her to tears. Whether sincere or merely political, she chose to accept it with gratitude.

“Xia Yuan thanks you, big brothers. It is our Grand Xia imperials’ blessing to receive the protection of the wonderians.”

The three Mi Shen smiled faintly, seeming to understand one another without words.

At that moment, the battle fervor of the Eightpart Pantheons reached its peak. The marshals blazed with divine radiance, becoming the icons of faith for their legions. Their thunderous war cries erupted in unison, shaking the entire Grand Xia Guard Formation! “The Eightpart Pantheons are invincible in the universe! Kill all enemies!”

An army of indomitable cosmic gods abandoned their astralships. They shot up, all aiming at a single point in the sky. This concentrated assault was the most devastating method available to them. From above, any defender witnessing such a tidal wave would feel their heart tremble in dread!

At this moment, the Eightpart Pantheons faced but two foes, Tianming and the Tian Jiu Cult.

“Use a wonder formation too, form a defensive line behind me!” Tianming commanded the Tian Jiu Cult.

“You’ll take the front?” the pope asked. Honestly, this Tian Jiu Cult wasn’t confident of withstanding this assault.

“Yes.” Tianming turned to him. “Stay by my side, and help me if the need arises.”

“Got it!” The pope looked and saw that Lord Yue, Feng Linrou, and Meng Yao were here too. He wasn’t sure why Tianming trusted them, but didn’t ask.

The word prison spawned before the Eightpart Pantheons, concentrating at one location just like the Eightpart Pantheons did.

Tianming gazed down at the mass of cosmic gods beneath him, and gave his next order! “Do not attack the devas. Let them pass while you target the rest!”

His allies couldn’t help but admire Tianming’s bag of tricks. The other pantheons would clearly see the devas passing through unmolested. It would breed conflict that Granny Yin’s words could do nothing to calm down.

And what was the point? The devas would escape just to be greeted by the sight of endless space anyway!

Now, Tianming only had seven hundred million opponents with that one move.

“Cunning!” the pope sighed in appreciation.

“Yes it is, but handling the other seven hundred million cosmic gods will not be easy, especially the six hundred million wonders serving as the bulwark.” Lord Yue frowned. “I’m making an analysis, not implying anything.”

At the same time, Tianming was rubbing his chest. “It’s up to you now, my little girl. My omnisentient power now is twice of your birth. Let’s see your new limit now!”

“Okay!” The gray eye looked at the raving mad army below with fright. The more scary it was, the more it would subconsciously direct all its power to summoning to defend itself...