Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 4090 – Maniverse-class Sun

The Saturatia-49 Bell even transformed into forty-nine bells that sealed off every direction around Tianming, the mouth of each bell also containing illusionary visions that carried a soul-shaking power.

“As expected of the number one cosmic relic of Saturatia-49!” Tianming gave a cold laugh as he tossed out a cosmic relic of his own, the Ninefold Hell Cauldron! The moment the Ninefold Hell Cauldron left his hand, it expanded and smashed into the bells, producing sparks everywhere and a deafening clang.

Countless onlooking members of the Eightpart Pantheons could only clutch their ears in pain, staring blankly as the bells spun away....

And in that instant, Shen Siming and Sheng Siming were exposed before Tianming!

“Careful!” Shen Siming roared as he and his wife drew longswords and launched a combined strike at Tianming.

“Lord Empress Yao! Fiend Empress Qing!” At this critical moment, Sheng Siming could only resort to calling for help from the two, but though the wildbeasts were all around, they had no idea how to attack Tianming.

He was far too small! Small meant he couldn’t be powerful, or so common sense went. The ashuras had never encountered such a situation before....

They excelled at overwhelming group attacks against weaker foes, not duels.

The battle lasted only an instant. Tianming gripped the twin Grand-Orient Swords, moving with the swiftness of lightning. One sword birthed a sea of flowers in its wake, while the other delivered a fatal blow.

Though he was only one man, he forcibly blocked the wonderians’ combined assault!

When their blades clashed, the Phantasmic Bubbles from Sixth's caelum crashed into the two wonderians’ minds, forcing them to recall their wonders to defend. Their attacks waned, and their weapons were knocked away while their arms were shredded apart!

“Huh?” Shen Siming and Sheng Siming stared at Tianming in despair. “Let’s talk about this—”

They hadn’t even finished the next sentence when the Grand-Orient Sword joined back into one and swept out in a single horizontal slash across their waists, cutting both into two clean halves that exploded. Dreammaster Siming was unquestionably overwhelmed and defeated!

Such a shattering scene tore apart the hearts of the watching, furious devas.

“Where’s the ashuras?! What are those wildbeasts doing?!” They cursed in grief and rage.

In truth, the beasts could do nothing. Their opponent was both agile and overwhelmingly strong. They had no chance even to wedge themselves in to help!

When Dreammaster Siming reformed into cosmic god essences, the beasts charged in, only to find Tianming was already gone.

“Where did he go?”

The next instant, a figure wreathed in black-and-white lightning abruptly appeared beside the three astralships, and proceeded to pierce through the three ships like a comet!

There were three consecutive explosions as the ships miniaturized nova sources exploded, turning the three ships into smoking wreckage. There was no retreat left for them.

“Ashuras, it’s your turn. Come out.” After blowing apart the three ships, Tianming finally stopped.

As his icy gaze swept the starry sky, no one dared speak.

Those devas who had planned to attack the Sun had already been scared stiff.

Lord Empress Yao and Fiend Empress Qing, naturally, had no desire to show themselves.

Tianming’s eyes blazed. “If I have to drag you out myself, you’re dead. Hand over the Cobalt Lordeye and Cobalt Fiendeye, the two astralcores, and you might yet live.”

To Tianming, killing a few extra ashuras meant nothing. The Upper Star Ruin had no shortage of Eightpart Pantheons experts of this caliber.

As soon as he finished speaking, in the starry sky ahead, a black and a red eye appeared. These were the strongest cosmic relics of Cobalt Fiendlord. They had originally belonged to the Cobalt Overfiend, but had been temporarily entrusted to these two.

“Wise choice.” Now that he had what he came for, Tianming couldn’t be bothered to hunt them down. Those two ashuras had hidden themselves deeply enough.

But he did not spare Dreammaster Siming! He ruthlessly ended their lives and threw them directly into the Sun’s interior.

“Ugh....” The devas, restless with the pain of losing their home, could only flee in disgrace.

This gave Tianming the time to fully drain the Ninefold Hellstar dry.

And next came the time to witness history.

The masters of the Upper Star Ruin, the Eightpart Pantheons, stood like wooden statues as they watched the Sun absorb the Ninefold Hellstar until it was just a “skin.” Even the lands and rivers on it were devoured by the Sun, worn like an outer garment....

Now, the black parts of the burning gold-and-black Sun were dominating. Its size had unmistakably reached the maniverse class!

“Open, Flameyellow Divine Path!” Tianming did not pause for even a heartbeat. While Eighth was still devouring the last of the ghouls, he intended to seize every resource he could before its birth!