Beastmaster of the Ages

”Ever since Li Tianming entered the Cosmic God Palace, his power has significantly grown—twice! However, the instances of growth were separated by some time. It seems like he cultivated and broke through both times. Based on his combat capabilities from his fight with Xing Baizhan and Luori Guiyang, he should be as strong as a fourth-level overflower! Long Qian’s at the fifth level, and Long Kui’s at the sixth. Not to mention, there’s quite a few fourth-level overflowers among the dragonoids. With all ten thousand of them, they should have no problems subduing him!” Jiang Linxi said.

”Plus, the betrayal will come from the people he trusts. It’ll be sudden enough that he’ll be caught off guard,” Mo Fan said.

”Good!” Luori Ying and Xing Han finally felt relieved.

The moment they said that, the trial officially came to an end. The Heavenly Dao Arena would continue to provide some protection, but it would only last around fifteen minutes for participants and spectators to leave. As for pursuit by divine astralships after the fact, that would no longer fall under the protection of the Heavenly Dao.

”They’re coming out!” People watched as three tiny figures emerged from the Cosmic God Palace, entirely covered in blood. The five million spectators felt an upheaval of emotions apart from the hate that had already filled them. It was so humiliating that they could barely endure the urge to cuss at them.

”Slave race! Livestock! Stinkbugs! You deserve death!”

”Just you wait!”

”If you don’t die a horrible death, I swear I’ll walk backwards the rest of my life!”

Countless more insults came their way.

”Hehehe....” Tianming smiled and gleefully faced them all. In fact, he even put his arm around Moran’s waist, something that infuriated them even more. If Tianming had been right in front of them, he would have drowned from all their saliva.

In the distance, Xing Daoyin, Luori Ying, Xing Han, Jiang Linxi, Mo Fan, and other elites above the sixth level merely glared at him. On the flip side, the two million flameyellow descendants in the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb received them with wild celebration. There was no need for them to act depressed anymore; they could simply just show how they truly felt. Tianming didn’t need to act, either, as he genuinely liked them. They had been some of the most compatible people with his status as Galactic Emperor. Not only were they smart, they were resolute, talented, and strong. Such were the people of Flameyellow!

He ignored the toxic stares from the five million behind him as he headed toward those that welcomed him. It was the scene he had been fighting hard to realize the whole time. He wouldn’t hesitate to offend the majority for the sake of those he cared about.

Eventually, he sent Qingyu and Moran into the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb. According to the original plan, he would simply leave with two million flameyellow descendants. The other three million weren’t part of the heavenly oath, so there was nothing he could do about it.

”It’s up to Long Qian now,” Xing Daoyin said.

”If she doesn’t take any action, the three million slaves will perish in the astral hole! I don’t even want the Mountain God anymore,” Xing Daoshan said.

Things began tensing up once more. However, Tianming’s actions came as a complete shock to the five million. He didn’t enter the ship, nor did it power up and fly away from there. Instead, he turned to face them all alone, a smile on his face as he stepped toward them.

”What’s he doing?” Everyone was confused that things were going off script once more.

”Once the Heavenly Dao Arena dissipates, he’s free game!”

”We can’t surround and stop him from moving now or it’ll go against the Heavenly Dao. But the arena’s going to vanish soon!”

Was he insane? Why wasn’t he leaving? Just like that, Tianming walked toward the section where the members of the Wargod Cult congregated. Xing Daoyin, Xing Daoshan, and Xing Daohe were all there. Xing Daoyin was a seventh-level overflower, while the other two were fifth level, like Long Qian. They were one level lower than Jiang Linxi and Mo Fan.

But Tianming had approached them! Xing Daoyin and the others coldly watched him and backed away, worried that the Heavenly Dao would misfire on them if it interpreted that they were surrounding and preventing him from leaving. They would perish once the punishment was unleashed! It made it look like Tianming alone had successfully terrified all five million people there. They all glared daggers at him, but didn’t dare to make a single move.

”Here’s a gentle reminder to you that the instant the Heavenly Dao Arena deactivates, you’ll be exterminated in an instant,” Xing Daoyin said, looking at the insect who had killed his son. He clenched his gigantic fists so hard that his veins were completely visible.

”Is that so? Thank you kindly for the reminder,” Tianming said, continuing to approach them with his arms behind his back. He was only five meters away from Xing Daoyin!

”Are you still messing around at a time like this?!” Xing Daoshan couldn’t hold it in any longer. He had thought that Tianming was just coming to mess with them before immediately running away.

”What, is it forbidden? I’ll tell you what I’m doing. I’m here to humiliate you and rub it in your faces. Unhappy? Come and get me then.” Tianming stretched his head out and said, ”Cut here.”

”You!” Xing Daoshen grit his teeth and took a step forward, the cosmoforce in his body surging. Just then, a loud boom erupted from the heavens as the surroundings went blinding white for a second. Eight titanic figures descended and locked on to Xing Daoshan. The members of the Three Great Cults groaned from the sudden flash and sound, faces all pale.

That had been a warning from the Heavenly Dao! Heavenly punishment would come faster than Xing Daoshan could raise his hand to attack. It was how the Eightpart Pantheons reigned supreme, despite having to follow absolute rules when they competed with each other. This time around, however, Tianming had managed to use it against them.

”Are you insane?!” Xing Daoyin glared at his younger brother. ”Don’t touch anything! The Heavenly Dao forbids it!”

”Yes!” Xing Daoshan’s mind was still blank as his body was covered in sweat. He had never tested it before and didn’t know that heavenly punishment would be so harsh.

”Hahahaha! Looks like that’s all a coward like you can amount to!” Tianming mocked.

The devas no longer spoke and just coldly stared at him, backing away as he approached. They didn’t know what he was planning in the slightest. Their attention was focused only on one thing: the deactivation of the Heavenly Dao Arena! Luori Ying, Xing Han, Jiang Linxi, and the others kept switching from checking out the Heavenly Dao Arena and furiously glaring at Tianming.

”If this goes on, we won’t even need Long Qian. Once the arena vanishes, Tianming will be prey among predators!” Mo Fan said, looking at Jiang Linxi. The Ninedragon Imperial Tomb hadn’t left, either. Wasn’t the stinkbug purely suicidal?