Beastmaster of the Ages

The ashuras had hidden themselves far away and never expected their main base to be taken out! After killing her target, a seventh-level ashura, Zi Zhen didn’t rush back. Instead, she continued rampaging in their distant stronghold.

No one could stop her.

Most of the ashura’s war beasts weren’t even there and couldn’t return to defend in time.

The chaos there was echoed on the main battlefield as many warbeasts fell into a frenzy and started indiscriminately attacking. The Eightpart Pantheons’ advantage was whittled away and the one-sided slaughter descended into chaos, with many of the Eightpart Pantheons loudly cursing and their morale rapidly dropping.

“The ashuras’ hideout’s been raided!”

“Send a group back to help. Quick!”

They had come with nearly their entire force to crush the Primordial Sands in one go. Thus, it would be hard for them to reverse their momentum. This moment was the critical turning point in the entire situation!

“You’re the one who helped that specter find their location?” Qin Wangchuan frowned. “Looks like I’ll have to take you down if I want to exterminate these Primordial Sands pests.” As he finished speaking, he charged in to kill, shifting into pure close-quarters combat.

Tianming’s purple figure violently collided with him.

The sakyamuni ghost king on Qin Wangchuan’s chest attacked and a thousand fists emerged from his back, turning him into a close-combat machine. Each punch came as a barrage of a thousand strikes. Tianming couldn’t catch his breath under wave after wave of overpowering violence. Missing Ji Ji meant a massive reduction in his power.

His only edge was the Grand-Orient Sword imbued with Bai Ling’s soul attack, his totems, and the chaos swordmaidens’ power. It was enough to make Qin Wangchuan wary, as a hit would take his arm or leg with it.

The two fought with no clear advantage, their battle taking them across tens of millions of meters. Wherever they went, anyone caught in the crossfire was beaten into cosmic god essences!

Tianming took several heavy blows, his body breaking down and his chest deeply caved in. He could only endure thanks to the durability of his Primordial Chaos Beasts. The power gap from seven levels was insurmountable!

Fortunately, his mastery of his cosmic arts was high enough that he managed to land a few counterattacks, breaking one of Qin Wangchuan’s arms. Meanwhile, his mind was assaulted by Bai Ye and Bai Ling, making him scream and writhe in agony.

Their clash was almost evenly matched, each side having its own strengths!

The battle of raw physicality was witnessed by many, leaving them in awe. They couldn’t imagine that this was the feat of a pseudo cosmic god

“This is bad!” While Qin Wangchuan was still locked in a life-and-death battle with Tianming, many from the Eightpart Pantheons suddenly realized that hundreds of thousands of the ashura’s warbeasts had gone completely berserk!

They couldn’t charge into the Ninelives Cave, so instead, the Eightpart Pantheons outside became their victims as they created immense trouble for the over 20,000 Eightpart Pantheons warriors.

“Qin Wangchuan, finish him off!”

“Don’t drag it out!”

Several seventh-level cosmic gods shouted in the heat of battle, putting pressure on Qin Wangchuan. Who knew what twists awaited if they continued?

“I know!” Qin Wangchuan was fuming himself. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to kill Tianming, but the guy’s sword and soul power kept him on edge. Every time he thought he could crush him, Tianming would force him back. That soul storm crashing into his mind hurt like hell, too!

“No matter how troublesome it is, I have to end this!” Qin Wangchuan growled and charged at Tianming again!

But he noticed that Tianming didn’t evade or dodge. Instead, just like in their first clash, he charged straight in head-on.

Grand Fortuna Starcrusher, Thousandsword Star-City!

A city of flowing light crashed down on Qin Wangchuan, forcing him to retreat into a tunnel.

“You messed up!” Qin Wangchuan saw an opening and savagely sneered. Going on the offense always revealed flaws. In such duels, attacking also meant being open to counterattack if one failed to suppress their opponent.

Qin Wangchuan used his thousand arms to unleash his cosmic art, Mercy-Killing Fist, while the sakyamuni ghost king in his fists opened a golden maw that bit down on Tianming’s sword.

The Grand-Orient Sword was stuck!

“You’re finished!” Qin Wangchuan was willing to let the sakyamuni ghost king suffer a bit if it meant landing a fatal blow on Tianming.

“You’re the one who messed up,” Tianming snapped.

“What?!” Qin Wangchuan’s expression dramatically changed as he turned around in shock. In the depths of the tunnel behind him, a tall and slender woman wielded the Empyrean Yin-Yang Mirror, channeling a massive surge of power and firing a black-and-white light beam.

Attacked from both front and back, there was no escape for Qin Wangchuan!

Just as he cursed aloud, the black-and-white pillar of light engulfed him, ripping open his back. It even tore through his sevenfold hell-ring, sending the sakyamuni ghost king into spasms of agony.

Its jaws slackened and the freed Grand-Orient Sword impaled Qin Wangchuan’s skull!

Qin Wangchuan howled in pain as his cosmic god body exploded! It then condensed again into a cosmic god essence.

“Lin Feng! You used a woman to ambush me! You have no honor!” Qin Wangchuan was losing it.

“Dumbass! Who said anything about a fair duel?” Tianming kicked him flying.

Qin Wangchuan’s cosmic god essence flew across the battlefield and tens of thousands of genius cosmic gods looked up as the ball traced a beautiful arc in the sky.

“What a shot!” Many of the Primordial Sands youth erupted with passion, wildly cheering!

Tianming suddenly swung his Grand-Orient Sword. A golden streak of light soared and nailed Qin Wangchuan’s cosmic god essence in midair! A hole was blasted straight through it and Qin Wangchuan’s wails echoed across the battlefield!

Everyone from the Eightpart Pantheons turned white.

“Hear my command!” Tianming appeared in the sky, roaring toward the Primordial Sands disciples. “Full assault. Kill every last one of the Eightpart Pantheons!”