Beastmaster of the Ages

The heavenly shackles were the greatest chains on the flameyellow descendants. For countless generations before, there had never been the slightest sign of loosening.

Previously, Tianming had relied on the flameyellow cosmic god blood and the Flameyellow Blood Soul to help the flameyellow descendants on the Sun break the heavenly shackles. That alone had already been a miracle for the people of the Sun!

“I never expected my imperial order, once reaching the galaxy-class, would actually be able to resist the Heavenly Dao too.” To Tianming, this was an inconceivable effect, but for the flameyellow descendants, it drove them wildly ecstatic.

Even though the loosening of the heavenly shackles was only just beginning, as long as Tianming’s imperial order continued to grow and the omnisentient threads grew, eventually, all flameyellow descendants in the Upper Star Ruin would have a chance to free themselves from the control of the heavenly shackles.

“This is the hope to save our entire race, a spark that will surely become a Sun....” Tianming’s eyes intensely burned, the light in his gaze illuminating the starry skies. The omnisentient threads from the entire Ten Desolate Starforges competed in brilliance with the Sun’s light!

The flameyellow descendants on the Sun could also see these threads, and their hearts were united with Tianming’s.

Through these threads, Tianming could spread his thoughts and will across over a thousand fortuna-class worlds in the Ten Desolate Starforges. To these believers, Tianming was the true ‘god,’ a transcendent existence beyond mortals, saints, gods, astral gods, and even cosmic gods.

“The Heavenly Dao Arena really is a great place.” Tianming sighed emotionally. Without the Heavenly Dao Arena, how could he have established such faith across the Ten Desolate Starforges?

“There are even flameyellow descendants from other starforges involved. This is incredible!” When Tianming imagined the future scene of the Tianming Dynasty expanding across the Upper Star Ruin, his heart beat with excitement.

“Isn’t there currently a large number of imperial-lineage descendants and geniuses from other starforges entering the lower ruins? Once they arrive, the spectators’ view of the Heavenly Dao Arena will surely open to their worlds too. Isn’t this our chance to expand further?” Bai Ye said excitedly.

“Indeed!” So Tianming definitely intended to return to the Heavenly Dao Arena.

All kinds of resources had already been delivered, and the foundation of the Ten Desolate Starforges omnisentient threads had been solidified. It was time to return.

Before leaving, Tianming naturally wanted to see his elders.

Tianming landed within the Sky Palace Formation. All the friends, companions, and elders who had once known him looked at this now 800-meter-tall giant, and their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Even though Long Xing and the others were also cosmic gods, their presence was nowhere near as overwhelming as Tianming’s.

After greeting them, Tianming went to find Wudi.

Everyone knew he was always busy to the point of being completely swamped, so they didn’t mind.

In a desert of yellow sand, Wudi was surrounded by countless tiny beastballs. The little beasts clung to him, chirping endlessly, nearly driving him mad. And it wasn’t just him. Uncle Tai Xu was also on the verge of a breakdown. Tens of thousands of little beastballs covered its wings, hopping around on it.

“Godfather, it seems like they really like you two?” Tianming walked over with a grin.

“I can’t help it. It’s my natural personal charm, y’know! Such a burden.” Wudi sighed.

“Damn, you’ve become a cosmic god now.” Tianming looked at the flamboyant red-haired man and found it hard to adjust for a moment.

“No shit! I’ve been in secluded cultivation every damn day!” With all the treasures Tianming had sent back, it’d be strange if he didn’t reach cosmic god.

“How’s your cosmic god blood inheritance coming along?” Tianming asked.

“I’m at the sixty-something level of talent! Bet I scared the crap out of you, huh, Number Three Genius,” Wudi said proudly.

“Heh, stop bragging, you little punk. Keep it up, and you still won’t match up to my junk.” Tianming mocked mercilessly.

“Damn it! What a humiliation!” Wudi exploded.

After thoroughly roasting him, Tianming knew it was time to scram and made a quick exit, leaving behind a parting jab. “You keep growing old, old man. Next time we meet, I’ll definitely bring your son-in-law back. Don’t go embarrassing the Li surname.”

“Get the hell outta here!” Wudi cursed.

***

Before setting off, Tianming met with two more people.

In an elegantly newly-built palace, two pink-haired beauties, one delicate and mischievous, the other gentle like water, appeared before him.

They were none other than Jiguang and Yaoyao.

Tianming felt a bit nostalgic thinking back to the old days. After all, the days of taking on both of them at once had been wonderful. Unfortunately, such conditions were no longer possible.

Though they were both overflowers and were nearing the Cosmic God stage thanks to vast amounts of resources, the gap between them and Tianming was still too great.

Fortunately, they didn’t mind. Seeing Tianming still taking the time to visit made them quite happy.

“You finally remembered us, huh?” Suishen Yao pouted.

“Remember your sister. I came for Auntie,” Tianming replied.

“Ugh! So heartless!” Yaoyao jumped up in a huff. She’d wanted to beat him up, but looking at his enormous divine body, she gave up.

“Is it still going smoothly?” Jiguang asked with concern.

“Pretty good.” Tianming scratched his head. “There’s been something weird recently, though. My simulacrum recently reached 40-fold, and the swordmaidens that manifested looked like you.”

“Probably just a coincidence,” Jiguang said softly. She locked eyes with him with a deep, lingering gaze and added, “Don’t worry about us. Things are really fine here. We’ll have a chance to go further, too.”

“Mmm.” Tianming actually wanted to lie in her arms and enjoy some tenderness for a while, but reality wouldn’t allow it. He felt a bit guilty and said, “Don’t worry. There are so many opportunities in this endless universe. If there’s something good, I’ll bring it back for you.”

“Let fate take its course.” Jiguang smiled.

“Fate, my ass! Auntie, didn’t you tell me that you want to give him a baby? You love kids!” Yaoyao pouted.

“Stop it.” Jiguang’s face turned red as she quickly covered Yaoyao’s mouth.

Tianming chuckled, his eyes full of affection. “I will.”

He was always more relaxed around them. After all, they’d already taken that step.

After chatting for a while, they learned that Tianming’s task in the lower ruins was urgent, so Jiguang said, “Alright, don’t worry about us. Go handle your business.”

“Alright.” Tianming didn’t dawdle. He stood up to leave.

“Wait!” Suishen Yao pouted and called out.

“What now?” Tianming asked.

“Let me... see that thing!” Suishen Yao bit her lip.

Tianming was tongue-tied.

“Well, now that you’re a cosmic god, I’m kinda curious what it’s turned into....” Yaoyao blushed and lowered her head.

“I swear I’ll scare you to death!”

Tianming turned toward her. Very soon, a chorus of shocked cries echoed from within the palace.