Beastmaster of the Ages

”It really is the Empyrean Yin-Yang Mirror!”

Even the disciples on Pu Lingyi’s side were excited. They didn’t leave and instead jumped and cheered, hugging each other in elation. They didn’t even bother looking at his expression.

”Brother Lingyi! They did it! They were right!”

Pu Lingyi looked at Tianming and the rest who were slaughtering the foes and felt a twist in his heart. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to win, but in light of all his manipulative actions, he had pushed himself to the point that he couldn’t afford to step down from his ardent stance. Even if his side won, it would still be incredibly humiliating for him! Many people were secretly laughing at him already; his earlier self-important justifications had only added to his shame.

”Lin Feng already killed Jiu Zhigui, depriving the Eightpart Pantheons of another leader! We stand a good chance of winning!”

”If Dugu Meng’s unprotected and ends up dying here, her warbeasts would go out of control. I knew all along that ashuras were double-edged swords! Their beasts will harm their own side, too! Now’s our chance!”

”What’re we waiting for? Kill!”

”Kill!”

Those who had wanted to run made up their minds to charge back in and join the fight. It was like all of them had betrayed Pu Lingyi, making him even madder.

”Halt!” he roared, fists clenched, yet nobody listened to him. The battlefield was far too chaotic and people treated him like nothing but air.

”Jiang Feifei’s truly a good judge of character! Her three friends showed up when it mattered for our sake. Instead, Pu Lingyi was all too busy sowing division among us. What a cowardly crook. He even ran away from a fight at a crucial moment! It’s all his fault!”

”People’s true natures surface in trying times. We’ve all seen what Pu Lingyi’s made of!”

”We have to bring him back to the Primordial Sands and expose his crooked misdeeds for all to see. Our seniors should punish him before he can return and ruin things for the rest of us!”

”That’s right!”

Those who managed to become one of the thirty thousand young geniuses to be sent into the Ancient Flameyellow Ruins were no fools. They immediately decided how to deal with Pu Lingyi when Tianming returned.

”Jiang Feifei just got lucky! She gambled and won!” Pu Lingyi said, still deeply immersed in the internal conflict. He angrily glared at Tianming. Now that they have the mirror, they’ll win this battle. However, they’ll be stuck here for a while yet....”

His eyes suddenly brightened at the thought. I made a bad showing throughout all this and will struggle to avoid criticism back at the Primordial Sands. I’ll be ostracized by Jiang Feifei and the rest. But if I’m able to render some merit before we go back, maybe they’ll let things slide.... He smiled as his expression turned cold. Those million little beastballs are critical for the growth of countless future generations. Jiang Feifei might be willfully ignorant of the benefits they pose because of how soft she is, but I’m not....

Pu Lingyi had suggested that he would help protect the little beastballs and attempt to break out of encirclement with them earlier, but Jiang Feifei had stopped him. It was their greatest point of conflict. Given that Tianming, Jiang Feifei, and the rest were stuck in combat....

”You can keep fighting, while I’ll go render some merit. Let any disagreement be hashed out back at the Primordial Sands! Let’s see if the seniors listen to you after I bring them the little beastballs!” He glared at Tianming one last time before turning around, zipping away from the battlefield in search of glory.

Alas, there was no way Yin Chen wouldn’t notice where he was headed.

”Fuck! That guy’s such a bastard!” Tianming had wanted to take care of him long ago, only for Pu Lingyi to do something to make that urge even stronger. Before he could, though, he had to wipe out their immediate threat.

Lin Chaoge had gone in a different direction with his troops as reinforcements. The battlefield still required all of them to contribute to secure victory. The side with Jiang Feifei was another major part of the battlefield.

”Lin Feng!” She finally cut a path toward Tianming. Though she was haggard from battle, it didn’t affect her natural beauty at all.

Tianming couldn’t help but think that she looked really similar to Feiling—as expected of her descendant. Though she looked gentle and soft, she was also just and tenacious. ”How is it?”

”Thanks a lot....” Tears began uncontrollably flowing from her eyes.

Tianming smiled before sternly saying, ”Leave the gratitude for later. Let’s win this battle first!”

”Jiu Zhigui’s dead, so the focus now is Dugu Meng!” Jiang Feifei said.

”I’ll go!” Tianming slew a few warbeasts around him and looked at the astralcloud clam in the distance. It was trying to leave the battlefield.

”Little Fish!” Tianming grabbed Moran by the waist and chased the astralcloud clam. Dugu Meng had given up on her phantasia dreamfiends and was trying her best to flee.

Many ashuras and sin primalwingers came to her defense. They were still in the fight and still had a numerical advantage. The hundreds of thousands of warbeasts hadn’t decreased in number at all, but Tianming had to leave them to Zi Zhen and Jiang Feifei. They were practically unstoppable in the ranks, paving the way with blood.

If Pu Lingyi had turned back to help us, we’d stand even more of a chance to win. It’s too bad.... The thought made Jiang Feifei feel rather helpless. Fortunately, Tianming was already chasing down the astralcloud clam; all she could do now was pray. If we kill her, her phantasia dreamfiends will go crazy. Normally, they love silence. If they lose control in such a chaotic environment, they’ll start slaughtering the other warbeasts!

Countless others from the Primordial Sands followed in Tianming’s wake. Seeing the Empyrean Yin-Yang Mirror had given them hope of true victory! Their morale soared higher and higher, driving them mad for battle, while the enemy’s morale sank like a stone. They were starting to feel the brunt of fatigue and no longer fought optimally. The tides of battle were still shifting!

Everyone spectating the battle from afar anxiously swayed.

”Still trying to run?” Tianming rapidly surged through the lightning toward the astralcloud clam. Then he heartily tapped Moran on the waist. ”Little Fish, fire away!”