Beastmaster of the Ages

Mushan Xue said, “While you’re working on that, I’ll head back for a bit and bring you that godshaker-class cosmic art. If you manage to succeed, don’t go wandering around. This is an unstable Ancestral World space. Without me guiding, you could easily fall into the Ancestral World’s spatial cracks. If you get swept into the Realm of Chaos, that would be trouble.”

“Ancestral World spatial cracks? You’re saying I could fall directly into the Realm of Chaos?” Tianming asked in surprise.

“In the Ancestral World, anything is possible,” Mushan Xue replied, then turned and left. In the blink of an eye, she vanished into the depths of the eerie world.

“Yin Chen, can you explore this layer of space?” Tianming asked.

“Got it!”

As soon as Mushan Xue left, Tianming released more Yin Chens. Previously, the intense flameyellow void essence here made it impossible for Yin Chen to move even an inch, but that was no longer a problem ever since its evolution into a cosmic god.

Perhaps the two layers of the Ancestral World were considered close in distance, as Yin Chen’s individual units could still communicate with each other.

“Be careful. Check out what these Ancestral World spatial cracks really are. See if you actually fall into the Realm of Chaos,” Tianming said.

“So noisy.” Yin Chen didn’t need any orders from him and automatically got to work.

“This place is pretty mysterious. That includes Mushan Xue, she’s all kinds of mysterious too.”

The sword cave was right in front of him. Tianming didn’t think too much and began using the Plundering Eye to open the black sword cave.

Having done it once before, this time he was more practiced. After spending some time, he smoothly entered the swirling vortex of the black sword cave!

He dropped straight into a pitch-black space. This black space was likely the bottom of Miracle Mountain, corresponding to the golden sword cave at the mountain’s peak.

At first, it was completely dark, but once Tianming took out the golden Grand-Orient Sword, everything inside was illuminated.

“Hm?” Tianming indeed saw behind him a boundlessly massive black statue of an armored woman in black. Her attire was exactly the same as the golden chaos swordmaiden.

This time, it was even simpler. The Grand-Orient Sword directly guided Tianming toward the statue’s forehead.

Even before the sword could touch it, the black statue rumbled and began melting, flowing toward the Grand-Orient Sword like a vast black sea.

The statue held within it countless unnamed black energies. It was similar to the golden chaos swordmaiden’s, but these leaned toward destruction, fierceness, and violence!

As the statue’s boundless power entered the Grand-Orient Sword, just as expected, Yin Chen reported that the remaining half of Miracle Mountain outside was already trembling violently. There were over 300,000 Eightpart Pantheons’ geniuses on the mountain. Still seeking revenge, they were scouring the area.

Even with only half of the mountain left, it was still enormous to an ordinary cosmic god. So the quaking quickly drew attention across the entire Upper Star Ruin.

“Miracle Mountain has activity again!”

“What does this mean...?”

The faces of the Eightpart Pantheons darkened. They remembered that last time Miracle Mountain changed, it had benefited that so-called Lin Feng, a native of the Ancestral World!

“That brat really is still here. Go grab him now!”

“Kill him! What’s there to fear with over 300,000 of us?”

The trembling of Miracle Mountain stirred up the lower ruins, making it lively again. Countless cold gazes turned toward the shuddering black peak, searching for the rebel who dared to provoke the majesty of the Eightpart Pantheons!

But all they could do was watch as the black Miracle Mountain shrank, then completely vanished.

What appeared before them instead was a towering Ninelives Ancestral Tree. Though dim and massive, it looked dead. Many of its ninelives fruits had already been picked, but now new ones appeared again, drawing the Eightpart Pantheons’s attention.

However, they were already cosmic gods, and there were so many of them, so they didn’t care much about the fruits. What they really wanted was the little beastballs, but sadly, they were gone.

“He’ll definitely show up again!”

“Check the Heavenly Dao Arena. Maybe he’ll appear there!”

The cosmic god geniuses had plenty of patience.

***

Meanwhile, Tianming was in the other layer of the Ancestral World space.

Around him, black light flickered.

The rumbling continued for a long time before the entirety of Miracle Mountain finally merged into the Grand-Orient Sword. This time, the upgrade was complete! The black dot on the sword expanded again, and the black portion of the Grand-Orient Sword returned, now perfectly balancing with the golden half of the blade.

“It’s even sharper than before!” Tianming pulled, splitting the heavy Grand-Orient Sword into two longswords: one gold, one black. The gold was majestic, the black savage!

He then combined them back together.

“Those two statues became the power source of the Grand-Orient Sword. I wonder how the chaos swordmaidens are doing now?”

Gripping the sword, his caelum entered it. Looking around, he saw the colorless gate still standing. In front of it, the chaos swordmaidens remained in neat formation, waiting for his ‘inspection’!

However, Tianming noticed there were no new black chaos swordmaidens.

Instead... each of the originally golden chaos swordmaidens now had black portions on their bodies. Just like the Grand-Orient Sword itself, their appearance had become a mix of black and gold. They were majestic and icy, and not to be trifled with!

One might imagine the black-gold skin would be hard to appreciate aesthetically, but in reality, the color pairing looked fantastic on these beautiful figures. Combined with their noble bearing and flawless forms, they were utterly captivating!

“In other words, the true chaos swordmaiden is a blend of gold and black!”

When Tianming split the sword into two again, he found the chaos swordmaidens also split, dividing into a gold twin and a black twin.

“For now, the Grand-Orient Sword has only absorbed the sharpness granted by Miracle Mountain. To fully harness the power of the chaos swordmaidens from the two statues, there’s still a long road ahead.”

Looking at the overwhelming army of chaos swordmaidens before him, Tianming felt his mouth go a little dry. They didn’t want just a casual peck; they wanted a deep, passionate mouth-to-mouth!

“Which dumbass designed this ridiculous mechanic?” Tianming silently complained.

He probably spent two or three whole days kissing before Mushan Xue finally returned.

At a glance, she saw the black-and-gold Grand-Orient Sword in Tianming’s hand, her eyes heating up as she exclaimed, “Just in sharpness alone, it’s clearly beyond godshaker class. But why is the power still weak?”

“It gets stronger the more you kiss it,” Tianming groggily complained after waking up.

“Huh?” Mushan Xue looked at him in confusion.

“Nothing,” Tianming grinned and extended his hand toward her. “Where’s my cosmic art?”