Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 3817 - Spacetime Sword Prison

Tianming was smiling coldly behind him.

"You shameless coward!"

"Challenge Mo Mo fairly if you dare."

The geniuses within the Skydome Prison continued to yell nonstop, but Tianming didn't pay them any heed and prepared his strongest finishing move. "Ying Huo, do you remember your finishing move back at the Flameyellow Continent?"

"Sword through the butt?" Ying Huo's eyes brightened as he gave Tianming a proud look. "As expected of my good son.... You remind me of when I was in my prime!"

"Enough with the nonsense!" Tianming gathered his full super-zenith totem ki and fused his decapath era godswords together, using their 28-fold simulacrum. The geniuses, having seen Tianming steal all their simulacra tides to reach this level of simulacra, were about to lose their minds. The eyeballs that were tumbling around in the Skydome Prison were bloodshot with rage.

Tianming himself was also within the Skydome Prison, so his totem ki hadn't alerted Mo Mo, who was deeply immersed. However, the pulsing power of his totems stunned the young geniuses of the Starfall Pantheon, who had prided themselves on their powerful simulacra. It was the first time Tianming had shown them off.

The moment the totems reached the 28-fold simulacrum, the inside of the Skydome Prison was swallowed up in a storm of sword ki. Two of the decapath era godswords, namely Infinitum Spatium and Grandvoid Universum, rose and split the remaining eight swords into two groups that they then swallowed up. Those two swords stood for space and time, and when they consumed the other eight swords, their totem ki rose wildly and began to surround the Grand-Orient Sword with the power of spacetime, causing countless ethereal swords to form over it, each one containing powers such as spatial tearing, temporal reversal, halting, and other powers!

"28-fold Simulacrum, Spacetime Sword Prison!" When Tianming swung the Grand-Orient Sword, space tore and twisted as if Feiling had applied her powers on it. This simulacrum distilled the unique properties of the decapath era godswords into a purer form. Tianming believed that as his simulacra grew, the properties of his other eight swords would slowly be uncovered.

Coupled with his six lifebound beasts' cosmoforce and soul power, as well as the boost they gave to his physical body, not to mention their abilities, Tianming was overpowering. "I've finally managed to increase my power!"

Back then, he had to rely on abilities like Ying Huo's and Bai Ye's. Tianming's Grand-Orient Sword and his sevenfold simulacrum totems were unable to cut into overflowers as effectively, so he had to awkwardly hack away at their flesh slowly to kill them. He didn't have a choice since his simulacra and battle arts were weak; he was a weakling who had to use his beasts as a crutch. The Greatsun Suishen Art and Yin-Yang Immemorial Art couldn't do much, so brute-force cutting was the only answer. "But now, it's different."

He could feel the sky-rending destructive power in his enhanced Grand-Orient Sword. It was as if he had gone from wielding a wooden sword to a precious one that cut like butter.

"The top genius of the Starmoon Sacred Battle, huh?" Tianming locked onto Mo Mo as the torn bodies behind him continued to curse and shout. The more they did, the more savage Tianming became. "Let's see how tough your butt is!"

A cold glint flashed across his eyes as he took action. He approached Mo Mo with the Skydome Prison, expanding it to its maximum size to cover the head of the two-kilometer-tall cosmic god, enveloping the sixty-meter-tall Mo Mo at the same time.

"Huh?" The youth was startled by the sudden cries of agony he heard and furrowed his brows. Subconsciously, he withdrew his totems out of the cosmic tribulation sea as if he had been stunned awake from a dream. His reaction was fast, but Tianming was even faster! The instant the Skydome Prison covered Mo Mo, Tianming appeared and used the second fold of the Greatsun Suishen Art, Flood, with a quick thrust! At the same time, Monorigin Infernal Blaze and Biritual Chaos Thunder fired off from both his arms!

That attack channeled the power of Infernal Blaze and many types of lightning that Meow Meow had, but the Grand-Orient Sword's spacetime effects were the most obvious of them all. The strike allowed Tianming to tear open a spacetime pathway in which time around Mo Mo seemed to stretch out like a river. Boundless sword ki emerged and formed a prison that trapped the overflower within instantly.

"What--" The instant Mo Mo's totems were drawn out, terrifying spacetime power seeped into his astrons. The billions of threads of sword ki exploded and spread spatial tears throughout his entire body. The flow of time accelerated to speed up the rate of damage, almost instantly mincing the giant overflower into tens of thousands of chunks! Even his head was cut up into more than a hundred pieces!

Tianming's totems' power made up at least forty percent of his strike's power, not to mention his other abilities, cosmoforce, and physical power. It was an amazing improvement. Before his simulacra rose, fusion with his beasts was the source of eighty percent of the power he could output. With the improvement of his totems, the ratio of his contribution to the full strike began to catch up with his beasts'!

With one strike, the sixth-level overflower was completely defeated. There was no awkward hacking away at flesh like he had to with Xing Baizhen and the rest.

"Wow, that was a blast!" Tianming felt great after seeing Mo Mo's body crumble from his sneak attack, but it still fell slightly short. He needed a new battle art to completely hone his arsenal so that his moves would no longer have to be that monotonous.

"These hundred Yunxing geniuses have been defeated through sneak attacks, so it isn't really a good reference for my power. If I were surprise attacked by a fifth-level overflower without the help of lifebound beasts, I would perish as well!" It was unfair, but effective.