Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 4135 - Gah?!

Ghoul after ghoul spawned within that boundless ocean of mist sprayed out by one man. It took just three breaths’ time for more than a billion ferocious and hideous ghouls to appear. They differed in type, in attribute, in size, but all of them guarded Tianming!

The smallest ghoul was ten meters tall. The tallest, ghoul emperors, numbered in the hundreds. Each was over ten thousand meters, as tall as the Tian Jiu Cult's pope himself. Even without cosmic god bodies, their ferocity, savagery, and that overwhelming aura of death made hearts quake madly.

The billion-strong ghoul legion had taken form, with its master standing in its centre.

Every witness today would never forget this moment for the rest of their lives.

A hundred ghoul emperors! Thousands of ghoul kings!

The later a lifebound beast was born, the more heaven-defying its innate attributes were. Xi Xi had once again proven this.

Whether it was the Tian Jiu Cult or the Grand Jiang, all of them were completely unable to process this reality.

This was the third shock today, which also pushed many past their breaking point!

“The devas’ summoned ghouls?” Even a figure such as the pope lost his composure.

“Devas can only summon one, but he summoned a billion?!” Mo Lingji shouted, her throat dry.

“Ah????” The Tian Jiu Cult’s army all widened their eyes. For them, they weren’t even able to speak and could only make incoherent cries.

Ninety million pairs of eyes stared at Tianming, their eyeballs bulging with shock.

The Tian Jiu Cult had inherited a portion of the imperial-class legacy of the Grand Xia, had propagated through many generations, accumulated until today, and had now mobilized their entire foundation. Their army could nearly sweep through everything uncontested in the Primordial Sands. But at this moment, they doubted whether they could even defeat this one man army!

“Fall back!” The pope declared once more, his trembling voice conveying something unspoken!

The Grand Jiang underwent an even longer period of deathly silence, even time itself seeming to have frozen.

“Son, your mother is getting on in age. My eyes aren't working that well, they're seeing strange things!” Granny Pu forced a laugh, patting her head, looking somewhat dismissive. After she laughed, she realized no one answered her.

Even her son, Pu Fengyun, now had bloodshot eyes. He staggered backwards several steps, rasping hoarsely, “This... was the method he intended to display at Jiang Royal Palace?”

When she heard this, Granny Pu felt as if she were struck by lightning. She spat a mouthful of blood, her whole face twisting.

“No! Impossible!” she screamed in panic.

She wanted to find someone who shared her thoughts, but... whether it was Feng Buhuo or Meng Xinlan, or the other Pu clan cosmic gods, their expressions were exactly the same as Pu Fengyun’s. Every single face had turned into that of a complete fool!

“No!” Granny Pu still had one hope left. She staggered unsteadily to stand before Lord Yue. “Lord Yue, Lord Yue! This is an illusion, right? Or maybe those ghouls have no combat power, they’re all fake...”

Granny Pu raised her head to see Lord Yue’s face incomparably cold, as if his plans had been disrupted. His originally elegant face had twisted into something warped and hideous.

There was even some embarrassment, because every mocking word they had just said had been quickly thrown back into their faces.

Thunderous cries shook the entire Grand Jiang, countless complex emotions buried inside them. Many who had earlier spoken mockingly now pretended to forget, and began to cheer for this unbelievable miracle.

Jiang Tianzhou had been mentally prepared, yet his eyes still turned completely red.

“Brother Jiang, why didn’t you say he was this monstrous earlier?” Lin Shenjian shoved him hard.

“I didn’t know either!” Jiang Tianzhou laughed wildly.

“This isn’t just monstrous, this is defying common sense and breaking the world’s laws. But that’s him!” Chen Qing said passionately.

The knots in Jiang Tianzhou’s heart were gone. He turned toward Lord Yue and Granny Pu’s side, and roared proudly, “Do you see clearly now? Who was muddled? If Li Tianming wanted to seize our Grand Jiang, he could have released this army at any time when he was inside! And you weren’t even willing to give him the chance to show his power! Now do you know who truly wished to protect our ancestor? The dignified Kunlan primalwingers were all led astray by you lot, what a disgrace!”

“Ugh!” Granny Pu felt as if struck on the head, her vision swimming. She stammered, unable to get a word out.

Jiang Tianzhou’s momentum rose to its peak at this moment. He stepped forward directly, and with a magnificent voice roared, “Any Kunlan primalwingers with any courage left, who are willing to respect history, respect the Ancestor, I speak to you! Do not let an outsider fight alone for our dignity! Whoever trespassess on our Grand Jiang’s territory shall find only death! Follow me to battle!”

He charged out!

“Kill!!” The Jiang clan cosmic gods’ blood boiled, and ten million followed him out.

Immediately after, ten million more of the Grand Jiang’s cosmic gods joined in.

“Grand Chen, Grand Lin, for our brother star, fight!” Another ten million troops charged out!

Altogether, more than thirty million god troops reinforced Tianming to assault the Tian Jiu Cult!

On the Grand Jiang, only Lord Yue’s faction remained, along with the Grand Meng, the Grand Feng, and a portion of the Pu clan. They were still awkwardly standing in place. Lord Yue, Granny Pu, Feng Buhuo, Meng Xinlan and the others all had dark expressions.

And their subordinate cosmic gods were all watching them.

“Now that this opportunity has fallen into our laps, why don’t we annihilate the Tian Jiu Cult, and root out future trouble?” someone asked.

Feng Buhuo stepped forward, speaking coldly, “We obey Lord Yue. We won’t act in case that this is Li Tianming and the Tian Jiu Cult’s conspiracy! Jiang Tianzhou is so impulsive; if he gets tricked, he’ll be the eternal sinner of the Grand Jiang!”

“Okay...” Many hot-blooded people could only bow their heads.

They all looked up, watching as the Tian Jiu Cult was about to be pincered.

“Pope...” The Ten Paladins’ faces turned grim as they all gathered together.

The pope cast Tianming a cold look. “The situation has changed. Withdraw the army!”

“We’re just withdrawing like this?” Mo Lingji cried in unwillingness.

The Tian Jiu Cult's pope snorted coldly, “This place is too much trouble. We’ll find a softer target.”

“Where?”

The pope waved his hand, declaring, “All forces, change course. Assault the Grand Feng!”

“Yes!” The Tian Jiu Cult all changed direction as one.

When Tianming heard this... he didn’t pursue.

On the Grand Jiang, Feng Buhuo had just said Tianming was colluding with the Tian Jiu Cult when they heard the pope’s declaration to change targets. “Gah?!”