Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 4139 - Fire!

"There's nothing we can do. While Grand Feng is difficult and narrow-minded, this maniverse-class nova source belongs to all kunlan primawingers. It doesn’t matter how despicable Feng Buhuo and his ilk are, we can't let Grand Feng fall into Grand Xia’s hands.

"Once Grand Xia secures a base, they won’t be satisfied with just one nova source world. It’s only a matter of time before they attack us. This situation will also repeatedly benefit Lord Yue." Jiang Tianzhou shook his head.

"How many can you send? Ten million more? That won't change a thing,” Tianming said calmly.

“What do you mean, Young Master Li?" Jiang Tianzhou asked with anticipation in his voice.

"I'll go to Grand Feng on two conditions,” Tianming said, glancing at Jiang Tianzhou.

"Tell us!" The three said in unison.

"First of all, stop hiding in the astralguard formation. I want all thirty million cosmic gods out here protecting your ancient ancestor. There'll be hell to pay if she loses even a single strand of hair." Tianming glared at them.

"No problem!" Jiang Tianzhou nodded.

Lin Shenjian and Chen Qing were confused. How could this kid care more about the ancient ancestor than they did?

"Secondly, Grand Jiang, Grand Chen, and Grand Lin are my friends from now on. You must both convince your starlords to stand with me.” Tianming added.

"That won’t be a problem. One of them is Lin Shenjian's brother while the other is Chen Qing's husband. They’ve been in contact with us the entire time and have great respect for you."

"Alright."

This way, Tianming now controlled three of the kunlan primalwingers’ worlds. Meanwhile, certain strategies would be necessary to secure the other three worlds.

"I don’t expect any complications on the ancient ancestor’s end. I’ll notify you if there are any changes. Be ready to act on my command,” Tianming said seriously.

"Young Master Li, don't worry. I know you. I’d be a fool to cause you trouble when your ghoul army gets here." Jiang Tianzhou smiled. He knew about the imperial star and the fact that Tianming and the ancient ancestor had a daughter together. Perhaps he even considered Tianming the primalwingers’ ”son-in-law.”

"Okay."

Tianming had planted Yin Chens throughout the six maniverse-class worlds so he could maintain constant control of the situation. Without further ado, he powered up the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb and departed for Grand Feng. Given the tomb’s speed, he would probably arrive before the Tian Jiu Cult.

Jiang Tianzhou and the other two remained frozen in shock as they watched Tianming's figure disappear.

"Brother Jiang, what has he done to earn such reverence from you? What is his relationship with our ancient ancestor and can we really trust him?” Lin Shenjian fired off one question after another.

Clearing his throat, Jiang Tianzhou said, "Alright, there are two things I’ll tell you so you understand.”

"What is it?"

"The first is the imperial star. As for the other.... He’s our ancient ancestor’s husband"

Upon hearing these words, Lin Shenjian and Chen Qing were stunned.

"Cling to him and you won't go wrong,” Jiang Tianzhou said meaningfully.

***

After entering the tomb, Tianming’s eyes were immediately drawn to the depths, where a towering white figure with long, dark green hair sat facing away from him amid the starlight. From behind, her waist and hips formed captivating curves. Even though she was a giant in Tianming's eyes, her allure remained.

"Amazing! You’ve fused thirty million cosmic-god essences. You're practically the most powerful person in the Primordial Sands..."

It was Moran who reached over ten thousand meters in height. Tianming had another powerful weapon on his side.

"I’m still absorbing and transforming the cosmic-god essences so I won’t be able to attack for the time being," Moran said, her voice sounding profound and timeless.

"It's okay. I'll wait for you." Tianming chuckled.

"Mmm..." She had been more compliant and diligent than before, making things easy for Tianming.

"How do you feel now that you’re stronger?" Tianming approached her, his voice gentle.

"How do I feel?" Moran pondered for a moment. "The world seems more vast than ever, and I still feel as if I can’t control it. The true pinnacle of cultivation remains a mystery to me."

"You've reached this level but still feel this way?" Tianming was lost in thought.

Floating towards Moran, he appeared in front of her, eyes blazing as he gazed at the curvaceous, ten-thousand-meter-tall astral giant.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" She blushed.

Tianming cleared his throat. "Smother me."

***

Tens of thousands of astral ships gathered at the darkest spot above the Primordial Sands. Although it was a stretch of nothingness, the Tian Jiu Cult’s astral armada immediately locked onto this location.

It was Grand Feng. Despite its star-cloaking formation, many were willing to sell its location for a pittance. There was no escape.

Without hesitation, the astralships charged their weapons, directing their fire at a single, pitch-black point. The pope in the centermost imperial-class astralship waved his hand and gave his command.

"Fire!"