Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 3932 - Perpetual Grudge With Sin

Still far off from the Ninelives Cave, Tianming held a sense of anticipation in his heart as he approached the place, But Yin Chen relayed every detail that had just occurred at the entrance of the cave to him.

“No way, someone even more scummy than Little Li?” Xian Xian, representing the female perspective, became furious after hearing the story.

“Destroy him!” Ji Ji hissed.

It was a rather ordinary drama, but those two were more riled up than Tianming himself.

Tianming merely sighed, “A lifeform’s strength lies in undergoing transformation, yet the more one transforms, the deeper the branding of hierarchy becomes! Even the cosmic gods of the Upper Star Ruin suffer under the weight of class oppression.”

Who is nobler, whose background is stronger... wherever one went, those were always the main themes of comparison and rivalry among people. The incident itself was rather ordinary.

But from Tianming's point of view, Gu Susu was a good elder sister that had helped him avoid a lot of trouble. So Tianming decided to lend a hand.

He turned to the man beside him, Jiang Datou, and asked, “Brother Datou, can you help me with something?”

“Oh? Just say it, brother!” Jiang Datou heartily responded.

“I want to save someone,” said Tianming.

“As long as it's someone we can handle, no problem.” Jiang Datou actually valued Tianming’s ability to fight cosmic gods as a quasi cosmic god himself, so Tianming was someone he was determined to pull into his circle.

“Shouldn't be a problem.” Tianming looked ahead, then added, “But although we’re saving her, we have to pretend not to know her. We'll just act like we happened to be passing by and have a preexisting grudge with the ones bullying her.”

“Got it!” Jiang Datou nodded. “But who’s bullying her? If we don’t have a grudge, it might seem a bit forced and no one will buy it.”

“The Sin Pantheon.”

“Damn!” the Jiang siblings cursed in unison.

Jiang Xiaobai added, “No need to fabricate a grudge there. We Jiangs and the Sin Pantheon are already mortal enemies. It's normal to fight on sight. If we bump into them, we just go for it.”

“Because you’re both primalwingers?” Tianming asked.

“We’re kunlan primalwingers, while they’re sin primalwingers. They corrupt the primalwingers’ reputation with their evil powers. Among the Eightpart Pantheons Clans, they’re the most rotten, most treacherous, and most shameless. Their ways are disgusting!” Jiang Xiaobai coldly said.

“Oh?” Tianming had seen the Starfall and Sundown Pantheons. Those two appeared more orthodox, with a sense of false righteousness. The Virtue Pantheon appeared decent, too. But as for the Sin Pantheon, he hadn't seen much of them yet, though any race bold enough to wear “Sin” in their name clearly reveled in it.

Among the three divine races, Tianming knew the wonderians the best. They were practically a race of lunatics. The devas were brutal and savage. The ashuras, he hadn’t seen yet.

In any case, none of the Eightpart Pantheons had left a good impression so far. The naked arrogance they wore also made their faces very punchable.

At that point in the Ancient Flameyellow Ruins, many elders of the Eightpart Pantheons Clans were watching through their tracking rings, monitoring their juniors’ performances. That included Yushen Hua, Can Nian, and others.

But since Tianming had already started killing, he had no intention of stopping!

He and the Jiang siblings rushed toward the Ninelives Cave. By the time they arrived, Young Master Can Nian had already unfurled his primalwings and was charging toward Gu Susu.

Gu Susu was also a primalwinger.

Tianming looked up and saw her blankly staring at Can Nian. Perhaps she was remembering the sweet words of their past and had momentarily forgotten to resist.

“What a disgusting man!”

“Die already!”

Before Tianming could react, Xian Xian and Ji Ji had already lost it.

“All men are garbage!” Xian Xian raged.

Ying Huo, Meow Meow, and the others were left dumbfounded by the windstorm of fury.

“Sin Pantheon?” Jiang Datou ‘just happened’ to be passing by and immediately saw the scene.

“Primordial Sands primalwingers?” The Sin Pantheon instantly wore cold expressions, and murderous intent surged.

When mortal enemies met, it was always intense.

These Sin Pantheonsmen were actually children of major figures from maniverse-class worlds and were all quite powerful. For Tianming to now match them showed just how far he had come.

Yushen Hua, especially, was only just over two hundred years old and still quite young, which was how she had made it onto the Ten Desolate Cosmic Genii Ranking, a true prodigy ranking. It was said that in battles between ranked individuals, both were suppressed to the same exact age to ensure fairness.

The closer to the top of the list one was, the more extraordinary their talent was, even if their raw power wasn’t the highest.

“No need for a deadly fight. There’s too many people around. Just stage a fake attack and let Sister Susu escape in the chaos,” Tianming whispered to Jiang Datou.

“Got it!” Jiang Datou glanced at Gu Susu, then his eyes lit up and he marveled, “She’s a beauty! Compared to her, my sister’s just a lump of—”

Jiang Xiaobai flew into a rage and snapped, “It must be genetic!” Left with no choice, she had to channel that rage toward the enemy.

“How dare you!” Yushen Hua saw the three of them actually daring to attack and her expression darkened. “Kill them!”

The sudden encounter led to an immediate clash between the two primalwinger factions!

Jiang Datou’s goldbolt tigerwings and Jiang Xiaobai’s whitelightning tigerwings synergized and gold and white lightning intertwined, forming a sky-covering net of lightning that struck at Yushen Hua.

Tianming could assess from their primalwings that their talent was on par with Yushen Hua’s royal lineage. In comparison, the other Sin Pantheon members there were weaker.

He left the rest to the Jiang siblings and set his sights on Can Nian. The black-clad youth had black primalwings that resembled tattered demonic wings. Black mist swirled on them, and crimson runes marked the pair of bat-like wings.

They were the tattered demon sinwings, and their aura of death and annihilation made Tianming understand why they were called the Sin Pantheon.

“Run!” Tianming didn’t speak, but signaled Gu Susu with his eyes. He had already joined the Eightpart Pantheons’ enemy’s camp and absolutely couldn’t afford to be seen as being associated with her.

Gu Susu finally shook off the pain from earlier.

“Little Feng....” She gazed at Tianming, then turned and fled, leaving only Can Nian before Tianming.

“Sin Pantheon primalwinger?” Tianming didn’t hesitate and unleashed his most powerful killing move—the Desolation Stargate Sword Formation imbued with Bai Ling’s soul power—against the second-level cosmic god.

But before that, he unleashed Phantasmic Bubbles, and infernal and genesis divine abilities from his arms!

“Quasi cosmic god?!” Can Nian was shocked and hurriedly shielded himself with his wings.

Lightning and fire blasted apart the wings, leaving the soul attack from the Phantasmic Bubbles to directly strike Can Nian.

Can Nian screamed in agony, his face pale.

“I keep meeting new proud Eightpart Pantheons members, but you all keep falling to impress me!” The next moment, Tianming’s twin swords pierced through the demon wings and impaled Can Nian’s body.

“Die!” Bai Ling, high-spirited, charged into Can Nian’s brain with its soul sword ki, joining Bai Ye. Bubbles and sword ki ravaged his brain together!

“Ugh....” Can Nian’s eyes abruptly dimmed.

“He’s dead?” Tianming halted. He hadn’t expected the two Sixths to be so fierce and to kill the enemy’s soul before he even became a cosmic god essence.

“Scumbag. Dead is dead!” Xian Xian sneered.

“Well, alright then.” Tianming hadn't expected this heartless man to be so weak.

Gu Susu had heard Can Nian’s dying screams, but this time she didn’t look back. She had truly let go and was free at last....