Beastmaster of the Ages

The Yueling and the Violetblitz cosmic gods sounded their war drums. Under the command of two cosmic gods nearly fifty-thousand-meter tall, they advanced towards Tianming.

Countless cosmic god energies, from lightning, fire, metal, and storms swept through the Ruinless Zone. Amid endless chaos, the army once again surrounded Tianming alone.

Tianming had clearly grown stronger, and they had failed to defeat Lingfeng. So why were their fighting spirits burning now? The soldiers all looked toward two figures towering above their ranks!

They were Yueling’s first and second imperial sons, Yueling Qian and Yueling Kun. It was the belief in them that had roused the two races to stake everything in a desperate struggle today.

“We’ve lain dormant for years. We must have a way to destroy this Skyplunder imperial son. Everyone, rest assured!” Such whispers spread among the army. As though to prove it true, the two fifty-thousand-meter giants descended before Tianming, their mighty power pressing down on him.

Yueling Qian wore a golden robe. His whole body seemed like it was forged from gold, tall, imposing, and brimming with imperial might. Behind him, Yueling Kun had parted silver hair, and a slender and striking body.

“Li Tianming.” Yueling Qian’s eyes shone like golden nova sources as he spoke coolly. “Shall we end this farce today?”

“That depends on whether you cooperate,” Tianming replied.

Yueling Kun let out a cold laugh. “Don’t worry, we’ll “cooperate” very well.”

“Good, let’s begin!” Tianming did some stretches.

“Yes... it begins now.” Yueling Kun’s smile grew darker.

The two of them stared at Tianming, not letting any movement escape them.

“Hm?” Tianming paused and turned slightly toward Yueling Kun. “You seem to be hiding a trick.”

“Don’t talk nonsense. We’re upright and honorable,” Yueling Kun said with a smile.

“No...” The more Tianming looked at their calm confidence, the more he knew something was wrong.

Suddenly, dark-red marks began spreading through his blood vessels, infecting every middlekin astron. They now bore a strange blood-red imprint in the shape of a crimson palm that oddly had eight fingers, as if every middlekin astron had been slapped by a bloody handprint.

No part of his body was spared, except for his lifebound beasts. Where had these bloody palm marks come from?

Tianming’s expression changed. His divine body suddenly turned scarlet, and a foul, murderous aura exploded outward. Traces of blood mist spread from his body, and his body actually began to melt.

“AHHH!” Tianming let out a cry of pain as he was set ablaze with blood-flames.

Such a sudden twist terrified countless onlookers!

In their eyes, Tianming had always been invulnerable under the protection of the skypole stars. But now something was wrong inside his body and he looked ready to burn himself to death...

His body melted under the blaze, becoming reeking blood sludge that splashed in every direction. Too horrifying!

“What’s happening!?”

“What’s happening to the imperial son?”

The spectacles watched, aghast as their faces overwhelmed with disbelief.

Many who had recently begun leaning toward Tianming now fell into confusion. Meanwhile, the cosmic gods of Nullity felt their hearts sliced apart.

A figure slammed into the boundary of the Ruinless Zone, only to be repelled. The crowd turned and recognized Princess Qing of Nullity. Her face was filled with despair, tears of grief streaming down uncontrollably.

The battlefield was too deafening for anyone to hear her hysterical screams.

Another gigantic figure crashed into the Ruinless Zone’s boundary. This time, it was the Skyplunder first imperial son. He had been here all along, though he hadn’t shown himself. At this moment, his face was twisted with rage, his eyes fixed on Tianming burning within the Ruinless Zone!

“First imperial son, could it be that only Yueling is allowed to bleed, while Nullity must remain unharmed? You had better respect the Adjudicator and not interfere with the battle,” Imperator Ji hovered high above and looked coldly at Tianming.

“Can’t win, so you use dirty tricks?” Li Tianzi’s voice was hoarse, eyes sharp with killing intent.

“Don’t slander us without evidence. It only makes your sky plunderers look like sore losers,” Imperator Ji sneered.

Their exchange made the hearts of the spectators quake even harder. If Li Tianzi was panicking, what did that mean?

“The young imperial son is done for!”

“Even the skypole star can’t protect him!”

“Haha! The turtle shell is useless now!”

Some lamented, while some roared with laughter.

“Die! Die! Die!” Inside the Ruinless Zone, the army didn’t even need to attack. They raised their weapons, chanting curses as Tianming’s miserable state triggered a frenzy of celebration among them!

Imperator Ji’s remaining four sons surrounded Tianming, laughing wildly as their decades of humiliation was finally wiped clean!

“This brat never understood our connection to the Adjudicator. He thought hiding behind the skypole stars would keep him safe!”

“Naive, far too naive!”

They huddled together, snickering quietly.

Suddenly, Lingfeng appeared, approaching Tianming.

“Don’t let him save him!” Yueling Kun barked.

They knew Lingfeng could not rescue him, but they would not allow even the chance.

“Who said I came to save him?” To their utter shock, Lingfeng stopped before them, smiling coldly. “I’m here to speed up his death.”

“Huh?” The four imperial sons froze. At this critical moment, this guy had come to kick someone already dying?