Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 3769 - Imperial Kunwu

Tianming didn’t even need to actively direct their hearts. Instead, the emotions of more than five million people infected him and set him ablaze with fury! He lost part of himself, becoming completely controlled by the masses. But in that state, he would only grow stronger.

Whether it was those inside the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, or the three million flameyellow descendants who had scattered, they all watched Tianming and his opponents with red eyes. Tianming had just instantly killed Mo Fan, a sixth-level overflower!

All the totemancers were completely dumbfounded; that was the leader of the Blazestar Cult who had ruled this Middlekin Star Ruin for thousands of years! Yet now he was dead, just like that.

Not even Xing Han, who was charging toward the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, had expected Mo Fan to be unable to last for even a moment.

“How the hell is that brat so ridiculously powerful?!!” Xing Han’s heart pounded. He stopped in his tracks and urgently called for reinforcements through his transmission stone. But in the short time he took to call for help, Tianming had already charged toward Jiang Linxi.

“Stay where you are!” Xing Daoyin had just caught up, but Tianming was already gone. At that moment, Xing Daoyin felt a chill down his spine. He completely understood the frustration his son, Xing Baizhan, had felt from facing an opponent too small.

When he and the others stood sixty or seventy meters tall, they struggled to track Tianming's movements. They could wipe out an entire group of normal two-meter-tall foundationeers with a single breath. But the less-than-two-meter-tall monster, who should have been an ant, had a body tougher than them, a terrifying speed, and strength that rivaled theirs!

The stronger Tianming became, the stronger the opponents he could kill. But even if he didn’t continue leveling up, experts like Xing Han and Xing Daoyin would still find it nearly impossible to land a hit on him. He was just too agile.

It wasn’t a three-on-one battle against the cult leaders, but a beatdown of three punching bags.

“Why can’t we even suppress him with our orders?!” Xing Daoyin had activated his order, manifesting a vast gray ocean of power that should have been enough to instantly suppress a single foundationeer. Normally, someone of Tianming’s size wouldn’t even pose a challenge.

“Help me!” Jiang Linxi was already shaking with fear. Without a second thought, she fled toward Luori Ying. Luori Ying still hadn’t even reached the purple specter yet, which just showed how fast Tianming was at killing.

When faced with an overwhelming situation, speed was the key to breaking through!

“Where do you think you’re running?” The white-haired youth instantaneously appeared right in front of Jiang Linxi.

Her chest heaving, she abruptly screeched to a stop with her eyes wide with shock.

A massive gold-and-black tiger, the imperial kunwu, suddenly lunged at Tianming from Jiang Linxi’s lifebound space. Tianming kicked it squarely in the face and its head exploded on the spot, its hundred-meter-long body sent flying tens of thousands of meters into the sky, leaving a trail of blood behind!

“Uh?” Jiang Linxi was dumbfounded. What kind of monster was that stinkbug?

“Li Tianming, we can talk things out!” Jiang Linxi desperately pleaded.

“What’s there to say?” With things as urgent as they were, Tianming didn’t have time to waste. He had nothing to say to Jiang Linxi, and the five million flameyellow descendants behind him had even less to say to the treacherous tyrant of this Middlekin Star Ruin.

She was just a beastmaster, and Tianming easily lopped off her head with a single stroke. Then, unleashing his Monorigin Infernal Blaze and Biritual Chaos Thunder, he blasted her from the neck down, causing her sixty-meter-tall body to explode into ashes.

Letting out a final scream of agony and despair, Jiang Linxi died with frustration and confusion. Even in death, she couldn’t comprehend what kind of monster Tianming was! How could he defy all logic?

She didn’t understand! Not even the imperial kunwu could understand. Seeing Jiang Linxi’s death the moment it returned, the tiger immediately turned to flee. But before it could escape, Tianming appeared behind it in a flash, a stream of Phantasmic Bubbles striking its vita.

Bai Ye had its own unique way of drawing power, so in this form, its killing power was even greater than the other lifebound beasts. When the Phantasmic Bubbles struck, the sixth-level overflower beast’s body remained whole but its soul was already obliterated.

Another cult leader had fallen.

Once again, Xing Daoyin barely caught up when Tianming had already vanished. “Shit!” He had never wanted to face such an opponent even in his wildest dreams. All he could do was helplessly watch as Tianming flickered in and out of sight, slaughtering his people without a trace.

“This freak might only be killable by a cosmic god!” When Xing Daoyin realized that horrifying truth, he felt his scalp go numb. He could even sense that after killing two of the Middlekin Star Ruin’s most oppressive popes, Tianming’s power was still rising.

“What the hell’s going on?” Xing Daoyin looked up, only to see something even more absurd. After taking out two popes, Tianming completely ignored him, the supposed strongest warrior of the Middlekin Star Ruin, and instead went straight for Xing Han.

Along the way, he passed by Chen Chenchen, Xing Daohe, and Mo Bufan. They were casually pulverized as he swept by, instantly dying. In the blink of an eye, Tianming had already intercepted the seventh-level overflower powerhouse, Xing Han.

The powerhouse from Starmoon Haven was forced to a sudden stop. He stared at Tianming with wide eyes, shaken to his core. “What the hell are you?!”

“I’m the one destined to destroy you all!” Tianming grinned. With him there, did those people think they could breach his astralship? Not a chance!

“Tianming! You’re indeed strong, but you’re just one person. You can’t possibly save those three million slaves!” Wary, Xing Han stopped heading toward the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb. Instead, he pointed toward the battlefield where Luori Ying and the rest of the cults’ overflowers had already reached the three million flameyellow descendants.

Those overflowers were their true ultimate force!

“Who said I was alone?” Tianming sneered. “Zi Zhen, slaughter her!”

Zi Zhen? Neither Xing Han nor Xing Daoyin recognized the name.

But at that moment, a purple figure standing before the three million flameyellow descendants suddenly transformed from a forty-meter-tall ‘little girl’ to an eighty-meter-tall violet battle demon. The monstrous being that looked even fiercer than the devas was shrouded in raging purple mist and exuding an overwhelming aura of destruction!

Indeed, God Domain One had been relatively peaceful for a while, so Tianming had arranged for Zi Zhen to come help. The journey was straightforward. She had transited from the orderly formation to Antiquitas Mortis, then used the Myriadpath Celestial Formation to directly teleport to the Suishenean stareye in the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb.

It hadn’t taken long. Tianming needed her to help rescue people, so he couldn’t afford to worry about potential dangers in God Domain One anymore.

“What the hell kind of specter is this? She’s neither one of us devas nor from the Virtue Pantheon!” Xing Daoyin’s heart trembled. Like beasts, a specter’s bloodline was paramount.

And at that moment, Xing Daoyin felt an instinctive sense of dread arising from his bloodline.