Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 2593: The Ether-Class Imperial Tomb

“There’s no more suspense. The big boss is trapped between Godfather and Master.” It was said that the big boss was extremely mysterious and hailed from a secretive lineage in another mundus that was comparable to the ebons and wonderians. "Even so, it's impossible for him to escape from my Flameyellow Guard Formation."

The final "hunt" was reaching its conclusion. Tianming didn't bother joining Lin Xiaodao and Wudi in that battle and instead piloted the damaged Ninedragon Imperial Tomb to the surface of the sun. Flying over the newly formed land, he saw the wreckage of astralships falling from the sky and a large number of Star Hunter astral gods descending. People and wreckage both fell like rain.

"It's like a gift for the rebirth of the Flameyellow Imperial Star!" The former imperial-class world had shown hints of an immense richness and prosperity. The Flameyellow Guard Formation, Gladean Ruins, and even the Flameyellow Coffin were all remnants. "My imperial will has grown to its limit. If it weren't for the fact that it can't transform into an order, today's battle might’ve brought me new gains." It was regrettable, but he was still excited and thrilled by the great victory.

"There it is!" He finally found the dragon tail of the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb in a muddy swamp. "I’m not able to reconnect it yet. Let's see if the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb will repair itself after I fuse with the Whitedragon Core."

The Flameyellow Imperial Star had left two things behind. The Flameyellow Coffin, which had given birth to the Flameyellow Bloodsoul, was still causing havoc. And now it was the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb's turn.

In the fiery sky, the final battle erupted. The sky was filled with roiling clouds of fire, countless tempests, and the Flameyellow God Pillars around the world were shaking. Tianming, however, calmed down. After stabilizing the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, he arrived at the Whitedragon Palace. Inside, pink nova source swirled. The Whitedragon Core was hidden deep within.

Astralships, while powerful, are useless if they can't hit people. In the end, Master still has to take action himself to kill those top Star Hunter experts! Tianming thought. “Legend has it that the most terrifying experts could truly traverse the cosmos with their physical bodies. Could that refer to giants like Huang Qi?” Could astralships even kill such beings? He contemplated that as he entered the pink nova source of Whitedragon Palace and reached the deepest part, where he found the Whitedragon Core. It looked like a gentle little white dragon that gazed at Tianming with a very human-like gaze with an extra touch of tenderness before shooting into his body.

Tianming instantly lit up with fluorescence. The little white dragon was actually composed of billions upon billions of divine patterns left behind by countless ancestors. Who knew how high their level of existence was or how much time it took to create such a core. In reality, the various cores were considered part of the Flameyellow Fusion Formation, and were the most essential part at that.

Every time Tianming thought about the formation, he couldn't help but feel emotional. This was the irrefutable proof that cultivators relied on their own efforts and wisdom to leave their mark on the universe and stubbornly survive.

"There would be no humans without fusion formations.” What surprised him was that the process of the Whitedragon Core merging into his body was easier than he had imagined. The two previous cores had nearly killed him!

He had to focus all his attention on the process of the core entering his astrons, so he paid no attention to the situation on the battlefield within the Flameyellow Guard Formation.

"When I finish this, everything should be over.” Tianming was immersed in the special sensation of merging with the core, where his own flesh and the world of the sun fused. "Mountains, rivers, oceans, lands, and nova sources...."

The Flameyellow Fusion Formation seemed to have become a part of his body. Through the formation, he felt like he could touch the entire world. His consciousness expanded enormously.

Gravel slipped between his fingers! Rivers rippled in his palms! Nova source flowed within his grasp! He held the entire world in his hands.

The feeling was simply too marvelous.

In that wondrous sensation of merging with the stars, his orders all increased to a certain extent. It was incredible! Perhaps his six orders were the most fundamental framework that made up the stars and the world. Nova source was like an infernal purgatory, the Sun was in its genesis, the primordial universe was its radix, its source.... A new world had been born, heading toward immortality.

"The fifth astral phase should be close." Throughout the entire fusion process, Tianming felt like time itself had ceased to exist, but in reality, two hours had passed.

"How's the battle going?" He hadn't had a chance to activate the new changes in the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb and was more concerned about the battle.

Yin Chen spoke too slowly, so Feiling took over. "The Traceless has been destroyed, but the big boss is very adept at hiding. He’s likely on the surface now. Right now, your master and Yin Chen are searching all over the world for him."

"So elusive?" Tianming furrowed his brow. He had thought the Star Hunters would all be dead! "What about the other aspects?"

"Their astralships have been mostly taken care of. The gods have been eliminated by the Flameyellow Guard Formation, but there’s about a hundred thousand astral gods who escaped to the surface, so it might take a while to wrap up the final battle," Feiling said.

"Alright!" The Flameyellow Guard Formation could completely seal itself off and block transmission stones, otherwise the enemies trapped inside the battlefield might have attracted new enemies.

"What's next is to have the astral gods of Gladeus take action and use Yin Chen’s vision to completely wipe out these people!" The big boss was the most important among them.

"The Ninedragon Imperial Tomb is damaged, so it's dangerous to stay outside the Sky Palace Formation now," Feiling said.

"No problem, we'll be safe soon." Tianming smiled. "Let's see the new changes to the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb!"

He took a deep breath and merged the Whitedragon Core with the other cores in his albi before activating them all together.

The Ninedragon Imperial Tomb trembled and a completely new transformation began. As Tianming had expected, the severed dragon tail was drawn back and reattached.

But it didn’t stop there. Out with the old and in with the new! Sanctuary ores upgraded to ether ores, an inconceivable notion because ore couldn't simply appear out of thin air. Its quality was fixed and couldn't change. However, the tomb itself had changed. It also continued to expand and transform into a ether-class nine-headed dragon. In terms of form, it was already close to the Gladean Ruins.

Completely rejuvenated, the nine dragon heads roared to the sky like a waking behemoth.

It was a divine item created by the flameyellow divinities. When it was supplied with enough nova source, it would immediately reach the ether class! The nine dragon palaces also significantly expanded.

Tianming piloted it and flew toward the Sky Palace Formation. "The final battle is a guerrilla war, and astralships are unlikely to be of any help. I'll go back and rush to the fifth astral phase first!"