Beastmaster of the Ages

Tianming was puzzled. Did they reside in an imperial-class world, or is an imperial-class world even the zenith? Then why’d Yin Chen say that their most powerful cosmic god is nothing compared to Tian Jiu? Are the stories about her exaggerated or is there a place beyond imperial-class worlds that draws closer to the origin of the cosmos? The birthplace of the Primordial Chaos Beasts, somewhere the sky plunderers have been, the locations of the four cardinal godswords, or perhaps Ling’er’s Perpetia City?

There were many mysteries.

He looked up. The golden crystal star above his head seemed to be growing bigger and bigger.

Ling’er’s just over there. I’ll look for her after I save Little Feng!

He seemed to hear her calling from the Upper Star Ruin. This was her final and most powerful Nirvana Rebirth. It was far more terrifying than the previous ones, unlike anything they had imagined.

She’ll truly be reborn when this is over.... Tianming took a deep breath; he missed her very much after so much time apart.

He had limited support in the Upper Star Ruin, which was controlled by the Eightpart Pantheons and the Heavenly Dao. Qingyu and Wudi were still growing, Moran was cultivating hard, Zi Zhen was busy making money, and Jiguang managed his dynasty in the Lower Star Ruins. For now, Long Xing was the only one available to fight alongside Tianming.

Saving the slaves of the Midsky Tristars is of the essence!

Tianming’s gaze landed on Moran and her sisters, who had placed their hands on the cosmic god essence. Streams of light radiated from their bodies and seemed to merge with it. The cosmic god essence wasn’t absorbed by their bodies in the same way as before, but it looks like it’s become an external medium... or perhaps a weapon?

To his eyes, a part of Moran and her sisters had entered the cosmic god essence and erased every last vestige of Male Mo, even his gender, leaving behind an entirely pure essence that had been stripped of all human characteristics.

Tianming was still deep in thought when he was suddenly interrupted by the girls.

”Let us out,” they chorused.

”Sure!” he said.

The moment he released them, Tianming sensed the mobilization of cosmic god power. Their middlekin astrons shone bright, and the celestial patterns on them combined into wonders. Following a series of thunderous roars, chess pieces covered in white-hot flames surrounded the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb.

”Attack me!” Tianming shouted.

As soon as the words left his lips, the blazing chess pieces assailed him, their precision no less than Male Mo’s.

”Holy smokes, that’s impressive!” Tianming blocked several attacks, his head spinning as he stared at Little Fish and her sisters on the cosmic god essence in shock.

”You’re able to draw upon cosmic god power even though you didn’t absorb his wonders. Does that mean you won’t need Ji Ji for nova source?” Tianming asked.

“While a portion of his power’s been lost, Ji Ji can help unleash their full capabilities.” Moran gently released the cosmic god essence and the girls approached Tianming, cheerful smiles revealing their emotions.

”That’s still an improvement!” Tianming excitedly said. It was like they now possessed a super interstellar weapon, ready to attack at any moment.

”That isn’t all.” Moran smiled. Her uncharacteristic smile suggested that she had received good news.

”Tell me, Beloved Concubine!” Tianming urged.

Staring at the cosmic god essence, she said, ”We couldn’t absorb his wonders, but we’ve reached a certain level of compatibility with his order after transforming his essence. And....”

”And what?” Tianming asked.

Glancing at him, Moran casually added, ”It looks like we can digest his order....”

”Whoa!” Tianming was stunned.

”But we can’t digest it too fast or it could destabilize our own orders, and it’ll only work for orders of wonderian cosmic gods. In any case, it looks like slow progress is no longer a problem! As long as you kill enough wonderians, our cultivation level should match yours...” said Moran.

”Don’t forget about size!” Ying Huo cleverly concluded.

Tianming threw it out.

His eyes burning with enthusiasm, he pulled Moran and her sisters close before excitedly declaring, ”I believe it now. You really are Tian Jiu!”

Moran silently shook her head, her gaze fixed on him. ”It doesn’t matter. I just want to be your Little Fish.”