Beastmaster of the Ages

The news that Imperator Yin had intervened to stop the three imperatores from killing Tianming had already spread throughout the armies of the three pantheons. This alone had caused widespread panic.

And now, Imperator Mo’s order to retreat and Tianming’s parting shot made their morale plummet.

Another disgraceful defeat!

Ever since the battle of geniuses at the Ancient Flameyellow Ruins, the Eightpart Pantheons had a perfect record of losing every time against Tianming, each loss more miserable than the last!

Even if this outcome had been caused by Imperator Yin’s betrayal, it still dealt a devastating blow to their confidence, planting a deep shadow in their hearts.

“Let’s go!”

“Let’s not ever come back!”

“What Eightpart Pantheons, what supreme rulers, it’s all a fucking mess now!”

“Starfall and Sundown were cowards! And the devas didn’t just refuse to help, they even turned against us! This debt must be settled when we return!”

“Where is the Heavenly Dao? Is it just a decoration?”

The invaders all mentally collapsed. At this moment, they could only lower their heads in dejection and withdraw in a huddle from the astralguard formation.

This time, Tianming did not pursue them to the bitter end. Firstly, their casualties were not that great. Their combat power was still strong, and they still held the advantage in numbers.

On the other hand, there was Imperator Yin. His intervention this time had determined the battle’s outcome. He would still have to “argue his case” later within the Eightpart Pantheons, so of course Tianming had to make things easier for him.

Thus, the flameyellow divinities and the ghoul legion all stopped and withdrew, celebrating as they watched the invaders leave in disgrace.

“We’ve survived another calamity!”

Each time a great disaster descended, the flameyellow divinities were actually the weaker side. It would be a pleasant surprise if they could defeat their enemies, but they were happy even if they merely repelled them and preserved their own safety... for everyone knew that Flameyellow’s true strength lay in the future!

If no one had opened this passage, they should have been able to grow steadily on their own.

Imperatores Mo, Yinne, and Ming stared darkly at Imperator Yin.

“See you at the Heavenly Dao Central, Imperator Yin,” Imperator Mo said coldly.

After saying this, the three imperatores turned and vanished into the clouds, departing from the Sun. The armies they commanded also followed in humiliation, retreating from the battlefield.

Watching them leave, Tianming finally felt his body and mind relax.

He lowered his head and glanced at the dim black-and-white stars circling around him, and said helplessly, “Grandpa, Grandma, I’m sorry. The opponents were just too strong.”

After Huang Qi, the Mayfly Brainlord, and the three great imperatores attacking one after another, the skypole stars really could no longer hold out.

“You’ve sheltered me until today; that’s already been a huge help. The little bit of remaining power should be kept as a memento... from here on, I’ll walk the rest of the road on my own,” Tianming said deeply.

The two skypole stars seemed to understand him. They slowly stopped spinning and then fell into Tianming’s palms. He embedded them into the back of his Plundering Arm. In this way, the protection of these two elders was gone, but they would accompany him forever.

He could still talk to them.

Here on the Sun, he also had the parents of Li Muyang’s eighth life, Lin Xiao and Dongshen Yue, but the two pairs were alike in some ways, and different in others.

“Li Tianming.” After all the enemies had left, Imperator Yin turned to him, his gaze cold and heavy.

“Care to go down and sit for a bit, have a chat?” Tianming asked.

“No time. I still have to go back and clean up the mess,” Imperator Yin said, glancing at him coolly. “The pressure hasn’t disappeared. It’s just been transferred from you to me. You can enjoy yourself now, but I’ll be the one suffering.”

“It’s fine. At worst, just hole up on the Deva Imperius and ignore them. What, are they really going to attack you?” Tianming laughed. He was very satisfied with Imperator Yin’s pledge of loyalty this time.

Tianming had been putting pressure on him all along through the Xi Hwa Hell and it had indeed worked.

“You make it sound easy. If not for the fact that a corner of the Heavenly Dao is missing and that it just happens to be maintained by me, giving me room to maneuver, I wouldn’t have dared to help you at all. If they fully repair the Heavenly Dao next, I won’t be able to help you again,” Imperator Yin said.

“How long will the repair take?” Tianming asked.

Imperator Yin said, “The Heavenly Dao was the work of generations by the ancestors of the flameyellow divinities over the course of an entire era. The missing corner is very small. With the wonderians, one or two thousand years should be enough.”

“One or two thousand years?” Tianming laughed at that.

For others at their level, that was but the blink of an eye. But for Tianming, that was several lifetimes!

“Then you’re fine. Go back and rest,” Tianming said.

“Don’t get carried away,” Imperator Yin said, his gaze deep as he looked into the distance. “After this incident, the wonderians definitely won’t be able to sit still. If they don’t take control of the situation, the Eightpart Pantheons will truly be in trouble.”

“I know,” Tianming nodded.

“And also, never forget how this passage was opened. The existence that truly wants to trouble you may not have entered the stage yet. Take this time to catch your breath,” Imperator Yin said.

“Thanks for the reminder.” How could Tianming forget these things?

“Take care.” Imperator Yin turned and vanished into the clouds of raging flame and smoke as well.

Tianming did not try to keep him. After Imperator Yin left, the Flameyellow Imperial Star finally returned to complete calm, before cheers erupted that were so loud that the earth shook.

“So satisfying! This time we really crippled those bastards!” Wudi said, his face brimming with joy.

Cheers filled the air, yet Tianming showed no relief. He looked at Wudi and said, “Take charge of security along the entire supply line from the Sea of Aeternity to the fortuna-class worlds. Ninelives fruits, order fragments, overflow fragments. There’s no time to lose.”

“So urgent?” Wudi clenched his teeth.

“Unbelievably. Every day we don’t have the power to protect ourselves is a day I can’t sleep in peace,” Tianming said.

“You don’t sleep anyway!” Wudi retorted disdainfully.