Beastmaster of the Ages

“Do you have a solution?” Zi Zhen asked.

Tianming replied, “The imperial order’s feedback will greatly accelerate their cultivation. Each fortuna-class world has hundreds or even over a thousand flameyellow descendant cosmic gods now. They’ve essentially taken over all the fortuna-class worlds, and many have even captured the astralguard formations. The only danger now is if the Eightpart Pantheon sends armies from their maniverse-class worlds to retake the territory.”

“They’ve become that strong?” Zi Zhen was surprised. Back when they were at the Midsky Tristars, Long Xing was their only cosmic god while the Eightpart Pantheons had twenty cosmic gods. And now every fortuna-class world had hundreds or even a thousand?

“They’re my greatest worry now. Otherwise, why do you think I’ve been working so hard for all these years?” Tianming laughed lightly. “To be honest, with just one command from me, we can instantly conquer all the fortuna-class worlds. The flameyellow descendants have been lying low and cultivating bitterly all this time for this very moment.”

“Conquering is easy. Holding it is hard,” Mushan Feng said.

If the Upper Star Ruin was an empire governed by the Eightpart Pantheons, then the fortuna-class worlds were small towns. The flameyellow descendants were powerful in the towns and strong enough to surround the cities at any time, but they still feared armies being deployed from those cities to suppress them.

“Exactly! The Upper Star Ruin is too big, and I’m only one person. I can’t support every single fortuna-class world. This is a war of civilizations. To win this war and survive, everyone must pull their own weight...” Tianming said helplessly.

“If only they had more time, they could break through together with you a few more times,” Zi Zhen said.

“That wouldn’t help much. The resources of the fortuna-class worlds are limited. It’s already good enough that it can produce cosmic gods. But if they really want to get strong, they’ll eventually have to invade maniverse-class worlds. A powerful world is the solid foundation for a race’s rise,” Tianming said seriously.

“Our Flameyellow Pentaphase Army is limited. We have to guard the Imperial Star, so we can’t spare anyone to support the fortuna-class worlds...” Mushan Feng was helpless too.

“Yeah. If only there were a way to enhance the top-tier combat strength in every fortuna-class world,” Tianming said.

“Actually, there is a way.” Bai Ye suddenly popped out from Tianming’s mind and spoke casually.

Tianming grabbed it and said, “Speak! And don’t be cryptic!”

“Fine, fine.” Bai Ye pouted. “That little vita is good at dividing itself. It can ride your omnisentient threads to spread throughout the Upper Star Ruin. And it has an ability called Soul Nexus which can converge all the soul power within a region to form a soul-nexus. It can be used for defense and offense.”

“A soul-nexus?” Tianming’s eyes lit up. “Meaning it can create a soul-type ‘mini Galactic Emperor’ in each fortuna-class world?”

“More or less!” Bai Ye hummed. It couldn’t do that itself, of course.

This ability sounded terrifying.

Right now, Tianming’s Galactic Emperor form meant he was the universe’s one and only core of the omnisentient threads. It was incredibly powerful, but he could only be present in one place at a time. Bai Ye and Bai Ling could also use the omnisentient threads to draw the soul power of all flameyellow descendants across the Upper Star Ruin.

But neither they nor Tianming could create a “secondary center”.

But Sixth’s vita could create its soul-nexuses in each fortuna-class world that could gather the soul power of its flameyellow population.

Although Tianming himself would have slightly less soul power to draw on, safeguarding the foundation level of flameyellow descendants was well worth the trade-off.

“If so, it’s time to resolve the Sixth vita issue,” Tianming said gravely.

“Be quick,” Yinchen reminded. Its tone made it clear that the five attacking pantheons were already making preparations to both invade the passageway and pressure the fortuna-class worlds.

“I originally wanted Little Fish to go into the Sea of Aeternity together with me, but she’s gone now. And the imperial-star elders and my godfather must stay here to guard the Imperial Star...” Tianming looked at Zi Zhen. “So it can only be the two of us.”

“Fine,” Zi Zhen said calmly. “You always underestimate me. This time I’ll show you what I can really do.”

“I’m looking forward to it.” Tianming smiled.

This girl was clearly determined to compete with him!

“Emperor...” Mushan Feng still looked concerned. “Your trip has too many variables. If we deploy all forces to the channel and empty the Imperial Star... will the Imperial Star be in danger?”

“Instead of trying to juggle both ends and failing both, better to focus on one.” Tianming said.

“What do you mean?” Mushan Feng asked in confusion.

Tianming didn’t answer him but headed straight back toward the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb.

Following behind him, Zi Zhen said to Mushan Feng, “He plans to move the entire Sun over to blockade this channel and seal it with the Flameyellow Guard Formation.”