Beastmaster of the Ages

“Fly over? That’ll take quite a long time... You may think you’re close to our Grand Jiang, but distances can be deceiving.’” Jiang Feifei said doubtfully.

Tianming simply smiled.

If it had been under normal circumstances, then yes, he would have been even slower than an astralship. But now, he was the Galactic Emperor!

“No worries, just wait. I’ll be there very soon,” he said to Jiang Feifei.

“Alright...” Since Tianming insisted, Jiang Feifei stopped dwelling on it. Instead, she reminded him: “The Tian Jiu Cult is still in the area. On your way here, be very careful. Stay discreet while travelling.”

“No problem. We’ll talk more when we meet.” Tianming shut off the transmission stone.

Tianming glanced at Moran. “Want to race?”

“I’ll try my best to keep up...” Moran didn’t have much confidence in herself. Even now, she still wasn’t particularly skilled at fighting.

“Let’s go!”

Two streaks of starlight, one gold-black and one white, shot through the starry sky. When Moran activated all her wonders, she was indeed just barely able to keep up with Tianming.

Tianming suppressed his radiance, or else he would be as bright as an ether-class world.

After a fairly long journey, that golden crystalline star continued to grow larger in Tianming’s sight. He chased the golden radiance, deep emotions filling his eyes.

“Ling’er, I’ve finally found you again...” Tianming knew that Feiling could definitely sense his approach as well. The golden crystalline star pulsed with light, as though her heart had been stirred.

The closer he got, the less his eyes strayed from that golden star.

As for the woman behind him, her eyes never strayed from him.

“We’re almost there.” Tianming breathed in. He could roughly sense the hidden position of the Grand Jiang. Right now, the golden crystalline star was equivalent to Grand Jiang’s orbiter star.

This was a person as large as an orbiter star. Although this wasn’t necessarily a cosmic god body, if this final nirvana rebirth of hers truly succeeded, to what height would she ascend?

Tianming was eager to know.

He used the transmission stone again and connected with Jiang Feifei. “I’ve arrived.”

“So fast?” Jiang Feifei was taken aback.

“That’s right.”

Jiang Feifei also knew Tianming had no reason to joke about this. She bit her lip and said, “Tianming, I’ve already told my grandfather about your arrival. He, along with the other elders of the Grand Jiang, will come to meet you. Is that alright?”

She quickly added, “Don’t worry, there will absolutely be no danger. Everyone is grateful for the lives you saved in the lower ruins.”

“No problem.” Tianming nodded straightforwardly. Even if there was a problem, he wasn’t afraid. With his current strength, he could take care of himself.

“Then I’ll notify them. Wait a moment,” Jiang Feifei said.

Tianming and Moran waited.

During the wait, Tianming looked up. That golden crystalline star was directly above him this time. It gently spun, and the golden brilliance that washed over Tianming felt incomparably warm.

Very soon, there was movement ahead. A dark patch of starry sky rippled, and roughly a hundred cosmic gods, most over a thousand meters tall, stepped out.

“Tianming.” Jiang Feifei was among them. She was the youngest in this group, and the only junior.

Beside her was a man clad in colorful battle armor. He was extremely handsome, and his tall and slender frame combined with the colorful radiance illuminating him reminded Tianming of a peacock. His face bore a faint smile, appearing very refined and elegant.

“This is my grandfather, the current starlord of the Grand Jiang,” Jiang Feifei introduced.

As for the other thousand-meter cosmic gods, they were clearly other high-ranking figures. They had clearly just experienced a fierce battle.

“Jiang Tianzhou,” The man introduced himself with a smile, appearing fairly approachable.

He looked very young, and it was unexpected that he was Jiang Feifei’s grandfather.

“Greetings, Senior Jiang, and all esteemed elders,” Tianming said politely.

“No need to be so polite.” The group of cosmic gods kept their expressions neutral, not showing any hint of their thoughts.

“And this one is?” Jiang Tianzhou noticed Tianming’s companion and asked.

They hadn’t seen Moran before. They could only tell she was a very young wondermancer, though she couldn’t distinguish her actual age.

Jiang Feifei also hadn’t seen Moran’s true appearance, so she didn’t recognize her either.

“My wife, Weisheng Moran,” Tianming introduced openly.

As he said this, he felt his head heat up, not knowing whether Ling’er was stabbing him with her gaze.

“Wife??” The cosmic gods looked at the difference in their body sizes and were momentarily at a loss for words.

They murmured among themselves, and Tianming faintly heard the words “Great Xia imperial,” which meant they were speculating about Moran’s identity.

“Li Tianming.” Jiang Tianzhou spoke, silencing the whispering, and then said solemnly, “First, on behalf of the six maniverse-class worlds of the Primordial Sands, I want to sincerely thank you for the aid you gave our younger generation in the lower ruins.”

“Senior Jiang, you’re too polite. I only did what I should have,” Tianming replied. It was their first meeting, so being courteous was only natural.

Jiang Tianzhou smiled lightly, then suddenly asked, “Feifei told me you’re from the flameyellow race inside the Ancestral World?”

“Yes.” Tianming nodded.

Jiang Tianzhou said, “Not long ago, hundreds of millions of cosmic gods from the Ten Desolate Starforges entered the Ancient Flameyellow Ruins. But the entrance on our side suddenly closed. We had been preparing for battle, but didn’t expect that situation. So I want to ask what happened?”

“Just as you guessed. The entrance to the Ancient Flameyellow Ruins was opened by us. Once the Eightpart Pantheons entered the Ancestral World, we shut them in,” Tianming said.

At these words, the other party’s speculation was confirmed. They looked at each other, seemingly relieved.

“So from the very start, it was a trap for the Eightpart Pantheons?” Jiang Tianzhou asked.

“Yes!”

“How is the battle going now?” Jiang Tianzhou asked.

“They’ve suffered enormous losses and should shortly collapse. After some time, their hundreds of millions of troops will be nothing but history,” Tianming said.

“The flameyellows really are impressive!” The group of cosmic gods exchanged looks.

Jiang Tianzhou pondered for a while, then his demeanor grew more serious as he said to Tianming, “So this time, are you here as an envoy to negotiate with the Primordial Sands?”