Beastmaster of the Ages

Tianming hadn’t really felt anything when his totems’ simulacra went above a hundred. But when they unlocked the two hundredth, he could feel all ten of his bane-rings and his terra shake. His vita and caelum could clearly sense the transformation.

”The limits of talent definitely went above a hundred.” Two hundred simulacra was already double what was formerly thought to be the limit.

When he was done absorbing all of the cosmic tribulation seas, he manifested all ten totems and let them hover around him. They were hundreds of thousands of meters in height and shone brightly within the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb.

The imperial son observed Tianming the whole time without making a sound, but no doubt, he was utterly shaken by what he saw. Tianming hadn’t hidden any of his actions from the essence of the Ninefirm imperial son at all; it was an intentional decision on his part.

There were some foes who would not cave no matter what unless they were beaten down. There were also those who would cave after a little fright. Unlike the ashuras, Sin Pantheon and Virtue Pantheon, Starfall and Sundown were more civilized in a sense, making them far less savage. That also made them softer.

Tianming had far too many foes in the Eightpart Pantheons, so he had to use different methods on different people and obtain the most benefit with the least cost.

”What in the...” The Ninefirm imperial son watched as Tianming’s totems shifted from one simulacrum to the next, strengthening considerably with each time! It was so fast that it took only an instant, but that alone was more than enough to exceed the imperial son’s imagination.

”More than 190!” This was already double the simulacra of him and Imperator Yan. Before this, the both of them shared the record of the most simulacra in the universe. It was difficult to picture how severe a blow this was to his worldview.

”He’s going through the ancestors’ cosmic tribulation seas so quickly that it’s gone in no time!” This was the most difficult thing for him to accept. His ancestors’ benefits had all gone down the drain! Tianming, after benefiting from all that, would turn their boons against their own descendants. That was the real tragedy!

”Everyone’s totems have an upper limit of simulacra, but this monster’s don’t!” He also realized that when they reached above 199 simulacra, each one of the decapath era godswords changed in unique ways.

Eastdivinity Acme turned into a sea of flames that produced black-crimson metallic liquid. It looked like a process of forging and quenching, transforming nonstop until a gold-crimson blade that looked similar to the Grand-Orient Sword formed. It seemed to have wings like that of a phoenix, burning intensely and brightly. Yet, it appeared like an ancient cosmic relic unlike normal totems.

Eastdivinity Acme’s new power was the most obvious among the decapath era godswords. The rest of the four cardinal godswords, namely, Northapex Perpetuity, Southsky Chaos, and Westvoid Progenifiend had different but similarly magnificent transformations.

The transformations of the other swords like Welkin Imperius, Ordinem Imperius, Postmortem Cycle, Sentient Karma, Grandvoid Universum and Infinitum Spatium had even more mystical transformations. They covered the domains of heaven and earth, life and death, as well as space and time.

Grandvoid Universum, the godsword of space, turned into a massive world before compressing nonstop into the form of a transparent world-sword. Though it was see-through, it also seemed incredibly firm like a proper sword and appeared like it could cut through space itself.

The ten totem swords had adopted corporeal form and circled around Tianming, each one about as tall as he was, assembling into a sword formation that contained the aspects of the cardinal directions, the universe, mortality and spacetime.

”Each sword’s toughness and destructive capability has skyrocketed! They won’t shatter easily, but even if they do, they’re totems, so it’s fine...” With two hundred simulacra, Tianming had obtained ten swords that were just as tough as the Grand-Orient Sword that could regenerate after breaking and also had unique aspects to their attacks. ”The name of this 200-fold simulacrum is called... Broken Limit Descent...”

It was a unique name indeed. Tianming wondered if other totems would ever be able to turn corporeal. At the very least, he hadn’t seen anything like this. Totems were the terra part of the tripartite soul, after all, making them essentially spiritforms. If other people can do the same, what would this mean? What if Qingyu’s moonlit goddess totems turn into real physical beings that can be touched? Broken Limit Descent sounds simple on the surface, but totems seem to transform into something fundamentally different during the process...

”Let’s give it a try then!” Tianming turned to the imperial son in the distance and smirked. As the terra was part of him, he didn’t even need to wield his totems with his hands. They were easier to use than the Grand-Orient Sword. With but a thought, Tianming sent his decapath era godswords shooting out.

The fastest one to descend was Grandvoid Universum, easily piercing into the cosmic-god essence, which was ten times denser than the body of an average cosmic god. It was comparably in hardness to cosmic relics.

Not many void-class relics could even pierce the essence of the Ninefirm imperial son. Yet Grandvoid Universum and the other godswords pierced into it one after another, making a pincushion out of the essence. They also contained destructive power of different polar aspects that went wild within the essence.

”Don’t! Spare me!” The imperial son begged. If he didn’t do so, he would die soon enough!

”That powerful, huh?” Tianming didn’t want to kill him and immediately pulled back the swords, leaving twenty smoking holes in the essence where the swords had entered and exited.

The imperial son didn’t dare to curse at Tianming in the slightest. ”At two hundred simulacra, your swords turned corporeal and managed to pierce through my cosmic-god essence of five thousand meters. I believe nobody but you in this universe has achieved such a feat.”

”Indeed. These are the toughest totems ever known.” Tianming was quite happy with his totems’ new capabilities. ”In other words, I no longer need the Grand-Orient Sword to reinforce the hardness of my totems. I can use them just as they are to fight. Bai Ling is a terra, so its soul power can still attach onto my totems.”