Beastmaster of the Ages

The scene before Tianming sent chills down his spine.

“All four of them came back to life?” He still remembered tearing Yueling Long apart with his own hands. And yet now, she and her three sisters were haunting him again, just like Lin Xiaoting.

“This place is wrong.” Tianming immediately became vigilant.

His arrival seemed to disturb the four female imperatores. One after another, they opened their eyes, staring at him with glowing green eyes.

Still bound together by those green veins, the four women moved to surround him. Their movements sent ripples spreading through the thick green sludge, the sticky feeling deeply uncomfortable.

At the center was still the youngest, Yueling Long. Green light coursed through her body, yet she still carried the same lofty arrogance as before. Her gaze toward Tianming remained cold and emotionless.

“Li Tianming? You arrived rather quickly.” As she spoke, she blocked his path.

Tianming looked at her. Her once alluring figure was now tinged with eerie green. Not only their skin, but even their insides had been stained green by the substance being pumped into them. The strange substance filled them with increasingly vigorous vitality, yet also made them increasingly grotesque.

“Rather quickly?” Tianming sneered. He judged that Li Muyang and the others were probably still alive. Otherwise, she would not have said he came “quickly,” but “too late.”

Still, he could not sense any trace of them here. Their battlefield was likely even deeper within this green mist world.

“This should still be the outer layer.”

He decided not to waste time. Finding Li Muyang and the others mattered most.

But the moment he tried to move deeper, the four female imperatores blocked his way again.

“You want to save them? Then get past us first.” Yueling Long sneered disdainfully. Sword-ki erupted around her, the very same cosmic art she had once used. Imperial sword intent surged forth, lightning and flame intertwining, with the sun and moon hanging in the sky!

The same techniques. The same aura.

Only now, the sword-ki had turned green, sinister and ghostly as they surged forth like a tidal wave.

Tianming remained calm. “I thought you’d become stronger. So you still only have the same tricks? Your imperial sword intent even feels weaker than before.”

Once he surpassed someone, they would never again catch up. That was how things worked.

His totems formed a massive sword formation that met Yueling Long’s green blades and shattered them like dry twigs.

At the same time, the other three imperatores unleashed their own techniques from life. Yet it was obvious that, like Yueling Long, they seemed weaker, as though their resurrection was incomplete.

Once upon a time, Tianming had needed every ounce of strength to fight even one of them. Now, even the four of them together could only be crushed.

Tianming flicked the Grand-Orient Sword and wiped out the new wave of attacks.

Yueling Long showed no shock at Tianming’s risen strength. Instead, she laughed mockingly. “Li Tianming, you’ve grown stronger again. But everything you do is meaningless in the end.”

Imperator Ji sneered coldly, “You can never fathom the power of the Daolord.”

Imperator Tu glowed green as excitement filled her eyes. “Tianming, you’re going to die. Your women will die one after another too, and they’ll die miserably.”

The last Imperator Tong remained silent, but her gaze toward him was filled with the same pity Lin Xiaoting had shown earlier.

Clearly, all of them firmly believed he stood no chance against Dao San.

Watching their hysterical behavior and the green veins wrapped around them, Tianming finally became certain.

“Dao San isn’t some kind of plant. It’s a parasite!” That realization disgusted him.

The four imperatores before him had already begun mutating into worms.

Unlike Huang Qi, whose body had remained flawless despite her insect head, these women were transforming into grotesque green abominations from head to toe.

“Worms dreaming of ruling over people?” Tianming spoke coldly and unleashed his killing move without hesitation. A terrifying sword formation crushed down upon the three imperatores.

He showed no mercy. Though they had once been called his “concubines,” he had never felt the slightest affection for them. From beginning to end, they had always been enemies.

After his consecutive breakthroughs, they were no longer capable of resisting him. He slaughtered them effortlessly, reducing their bodies into exploding masses of green viscous sludge.

Finally, he stopped before Yueling Long and said coldly, “Congrats, you’re an only child again.”