Beastmaster of the Ages

Immediately, Tianming used the Primordial Shockblast and Azure Dragon Descent to smash into the enemy’s chest. Simultaneously, the Pentagram Susishen Art ripped down, slaying Reverend Wulian.

A sixth-level foundationeer who had trained for over 4,000 years, an apex existence to the Million Mundi, had perished by Tianming’s sword. In his final moments, he screamed in agony, roaring out Tianming’s name. However, he had anticipated the death rattle and had Lan Huang continuously unleash Primordial Shockblast to drown out Reverend Wulian’s last words.

His wonder instantly retracted, and everything was shrouded in the purple chaos of his purple mask.

”Who dares kill a reverend of House Yumo?” an enraged voice belonging to a young person called out from behind Tianming.

Tianming turned around and found a group of people approaching him. The gold and white armor they wore marked them as members of House Qitian. The five were all top-tier reverends, and there was even an elderly man with white hair that was likely an eminent.

Seeing the eminent startled Tianming and he quickly signaled Meow Meow to prepare for a full-speed escape. With one glance, he could tell that each of the five in front of him was beyond his ability to directly confront.

Tianming swiftly scanned them. He noticed that the leader wasn’t the white-haired elder, but the weakest and youngest member of the group, who was the young man who had spoken earlier. Despite being the weakest, he was surrounded and protected in the center, indicating that his status within House Qitian was incredibly high.

The young man wore a white-and-gold robe, over which black hair cascaded like a waterfall. He had a tall, straight figure and a sharp, heroic look. On his shoulder was a small black beast covered in black dragon scales that resembled a fierce wolf. It exuded immense ferocity and its cold, gleaming eyes sparkled with countless stars, clearly marking it as a top-tier myriadpath source beast.

”A ninesource beast?” Tianming noticed eight distinct beast faces on the small beast’s body, signifying that it was one of the extremely rare ninesource beasts within House Qitian. Qitian Jian, who had held first on the Fortuna Ranking for nearly a century, had an eightsource beast, which already represented the pinnacle of House Qitian talent.

Tianming instantly guessed this young man’s identity. He was Qitian Muchen. The Mu character in his name meant he was of the generation before Qitian Jian, the same as the current head of House Qitian, Qitian Muyu.

And Qitian Muyu was on par with Eminent Ranxing and Eminent Diyan.

Like Qitian Muyu, this Qitian Muchen is a scion of the valley lord! He’s the youngest son!

In terms of seniority, Qitian Muchen ranked higher than Tianming and Suishen Yao. He was of the same generation as Eminent Jiguang, in fact. However, despite his high status, he wasn’t much older than Suishen Yuan, being around a thousand years old.

The youngest son of the valley lord! It could be said that, among all the disciples in the Myriadpath Valley under the age of two thousand, Qitian Muchen’s status was in a class of its own.

Those like Qitian Jian and Suishen Yao didn’t have a parent who was the valley lord, making them rank in the second tier. And figures like Suishen Yuan and Suishen Yue, whose parents weren’t even the heads of their respective houses, ranked even lower.

There was another House Qitian maniverse disciple who was an eminent and comparable to Yumo Qiangming, but not even he had a ninesource beast! The fact that Qitian Muchen had one at a mere thousand years old made him the most talented disciple in Myriadpath Valley; at least before Tianming had arrived, that is. He had held the first place on the Fortuna Ranking for over a hundred years. And now, despite entering the awkward phase of a thousand years old, he had begun competing with two-thousand-year-old geniuses, stepping into the Maniverse Ranking.

When he was born, his father had already been the valley lord, and people like him often received more attention than their elder brothers or sisters. If you considered the valley lord of Myriadpath Valley as an emperor of the astralscape, Qitian Muchen would be the youngest and most favored prince.

Tianming hadn’t expected to encounter him in the Yin-Yang World, nor had he expected him to witness his killing of Reverend Wulian.

Tianming had no enmity with House Qitian, and after his interactions with Qitian Jian, he even had a slight positive impression of the clan. Thus, upon meeting Qitian Muchen, he felt no particular emotions.

He merely glanced at Qitian Muchen before Fiveway Blitzrun made him vanish into the storm.

”Trying to escape after acting all mysterious? Chase him!” Qitian Muchen coldly ordered.

Beside him, only the white-haired eminent remained, while the other three reverends—likely eighth-level foundationeers of House Qitian—immediately split off in three directions, chasing after Tianming. In the blink of an eye, the three disappeared.

”Tian Nu, follow them,” Qitian Muchen commanded.

”Yes.” The white-haired eminent wrapped Qitian Muchen in his cosmoforce and followed behind the three reverends. His primary task was to protect Qitian Muchen, and since the one that had been killed wasn’t from House Qitian, Qitian Muchen felt no particular anger, only curiosity.

”Tian Nu, were you able to discern the identity of that person?” Qitian Muchen asked as they pursued.

The white-haired eminent shook his head. ”He’s likely using a disguise artifact to conceal his aura. Coupled with the chaos of the Yin-Yang World, it’s difficult to determine his identity!”

”Did you see how he killed Reverend Wulian just now?” Qitian Muchen frowned.

”No, I was too late, and I couldn’t make out the sword technique either,” Tian Nu shook his head.

”He escaped really fast!” Qitian Muchen glanced ahead, his expression suddenly turning puzzled. ”Tian Nu, do you remember when we returned to Myriadpath Valley a year ago?”

”Yes, we heard that House Yumo had lost nearly thirty people, all sixth-level reverends and below. Reverend Wulian, who was just killed, also falls into that strength range!” Tian Nu responded.

”Then... that person might very well not be from Myriadpath Valley!” Qitian Muchen said, shocked.

”That’s impossible! Where else could such a powerful figure come from?” Tian Nu asked in confusion.

”Have you forgotten the destruction of the Hellfiend and the deaths of twenty eminents? Who was responsible for that? Could that purple-mist figure be part of the same group as those from the Infinitum Mundus?” Qitian Muchen grit his teeth.