Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 4045 - Super Emperor!

Zi Zhen fixed her eyes and saw a young girl with long, moon-white hair appear before her. She was elegant and noble. Her moon-white eyes were as deep as the sea, while her white robes glowed like a starry sea, granting her an utterly otherworldly beauty.

Most importantly, her physique seemed to have undergone an unimaginable transformation. It was a feeling both familiar and foreign.

“What happened?” Zi Zhen stepped forward, asking with concern.

“I endured some hardships, but... I gained a fair amount in return,” Qingyu took a soft breath.

“Your totem and lifebound beast?” Zi Zhen looked her over, glancing at Shuo Yue behind her.

“Yes. I’ve probably reached my limit now for the inherited bloodlines from the Sundown and Starfall Pantheons....” Qingyu turned back to look at Shuo Yue.

Shuo Yue suddenly spread its wings. Every feather on its body shimmered with snow-white moonlight. Countless beast-faces adorned its body, each crest alternating between a peng bird and a kun fish, and containing its own energy system.

The current Shuo Yue was a fusion of countless lifebound beasts.

“How many in total? I can’t even count them.” Zi Zhen exclaimed in awe.

“Ninety-eight.” Qingyu looked at Shuo Yue with utmost gentleness.

“That means... a 99-crest beast?!” Zi Zhen sharply inhaled.

“Yes. I’m now a beastmaster with ninety-nine lifebound beasts....” Qingyu herself had never dreamed she’d reach this point. For a mortal girl born in the Grand-Orient Sect, this fortune was simply outrageous.

“Could you explain to me what this even means? Do the beastmasters of the Sundown Pantheon even have cosmic crest beasts this powerful?” Zi Zhen asked, half laughing.

“Probably not.” Qingyu paused. “In terms of beastmasters, I think I now stand at the very summit of the Upper Star Ruin. Of course, I can’t compare to my brother.”

“That’s for sure, he’s a total monster.” Zi Zhen looked at her deeply. “So you’re saying that once you reveal this lifebound beast, the entire Upper Star Ruin is going to be shaken? Even the Sundown Pantheon from the imperial-class world might be scared out of their minds?”

“Maybe. I’m not too sure. The only thing I’m certain of is that I’m going to need a whole lot of manna.” Qingyu grinned.

“What about your totems?” Zi Zhen asked.

“My simulacra have reached the peak of 99-folds. And I have eighteen totems.” Qingyu’s gaze burned with intensity. “The other pantheons’ inheritances didn’t improve, only these two. I almost feel like a trueblood member of the flameyellow divinities now.”

“In that case, your cultivation speed should soon reach the pinnacle of the Upper Star Ruin too.” Zi Zhen smiled. “Your brother is going to return to a pleasant surprise.”

Qingyu softly hummed in response. Her gaze turned toward the direction where the vortex had vanished. She had only one thought in her heart.

***

Through the Myriadpath Celestial Formation, Tianming and Moran finally reunited within the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb on the Sun. The moment he materialized, the billions of flameyellow descendants immediately sensed his presence.

“He’s back!” In an instant, the Sun erupted in jubilation.

“You go ahead and hand over the little beastballs, ninelives fruits, manna, cosmic god corpses, and all that to my godfather first,” Tianming said to Moran.

It was thanks to Wudi holding the fort that Tianming didn’t need to worry about such details.

This time, after annihilating fifty thousand genius cosmic gods from the Eightpart Pantheons, Tianming brought back a ridiculous amount of cultivation resources. “Now that the billions of flameyellow descendants on the Sun have lost their heavenly shackles, they’re going to soar at lightning speed!”

The most important thing was still the imperial order—the billion omnisentient threads reconnected with Tianming’s imperial order, connecting countless orders to him. For the current Tianming, the power of ten billion wasn’t much, but it was the foundation.

“It’s started.” Just as Tianming expected, once the omnisentient threads reconnected, the feedback from the imperial order began immediately. Countless flameyellow descendants benefited at once, their orders gradually growing. Some people even experienced several breakthroughs!

The lower one’s cultivation, the more dramatic the leap. The entire populace of the Sun was undergoing a frenzied surge in power.

While Tianming was out “earning a living,” billions were back home waiting hungrily.

Ying Huo teased, “You’ve really got it rough. You fight outside, then come back to breastfeed. You’re both dad and mom!”

“Shut up.” Tianming soared into the sky above the Sky Palace, allowing the countless flameyellow descendants on the Sun to see his divine form!

“Emperor! Emperor!” Voices cried out, sweeping across the entire world. Tianming’s majestic divine form had already become the object of universal worship.

“Wait!” Tianming was still immersed in the connection with the Sun’s people when he suddenly snapped his head in another direction. “The Heavenly Dao Arena actually made countless flameyellow descendants across fortuna-class worlds aware of my existence!”

Tianming felt it as across countless fortuna-class worlds, golden-black lines extended and wove together into a thick beam of light. One star after another connected with another, forming an interstellar omnisentient network.

Only Tianming could witness this terrifying spectacle.

“It’s coming!” Soon, with the Sun as its core, this interstellar web descended upon Tianming’s imperial order!

In that instant, Tianming nearly exploded.

“So many! So many!!” His mind was filled with countless faces, all thinking of the name Lin Feng, as the convergence of countless thoughts finally led them to the true ‘Lin Feng!’

At the instant the omnisentient threads expressed shock. What was this? Could faith actually let them feel as if Tianming were right beside them?

What sort of divine miracle was this?

“Everyone....” Tianming on the Sun burst into an overwhelming brilliance, dazzling enough to blind everyone who looked directly at him.

“He seems to have gotten terrifyingly stronger again....” Even Moran found it blinding.

In that moment, nearly one-third of all flameyellow descendants across the Ten Desolate Starforges had synchronized heartbeats.

“Is it really him?” Countless people were moved to tears, and their hearts were boiling with emotion.

“Ahem.” Tianming was nearly overwhelmed by the surge of power. He coughed and said, “Here’s a secret none of you can tell anyone... actually, my name is Li Tianming....”

All the fortuna-class worlds in the Ten Desolate Starforges seemed to quake. The Eightpart Pantheons were bewildered. What just happened?

The fervor was so extreme that even Tianming himself struggled to control it.

“Huh?” Suddenly, he realized something terrifying was happening. “Their converged will.... It’s actually cracking the heavenly shackles?”