Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 4206 - They've Arrived

The Ninedragon Imperial Tomb cruised towards the entrance of the Ancestral World away from the brilliant stars of the Primordial Sands. The entire night sky was filled with many colored dots that made it appear even more radiant and dreamy than the Lower Star Ruins'. The reason for that was there was no longer any need for the stars to hide the location of their worlds since Tianming took over. Not using the cloaking the formations would even decrease nova-source consumption.

The brightest star in the Primordial Sands was the Flameyellow Imperial Star, located near the center like the ruler of all other stars. Next to it was the recovered Grand Xia Voidback, being the second brightest.

"Perhaps nobody would've expected that Flameyellow and Grand Xia would once more shine brightly side-by-side in the Primordial Sands like that..." Tianming marveled silently as he looked back at the beautiful starscape. The radiance on display was a huge factor that differentiated the Tianming Dynasty from the Eightpart Pantheons. Even though the Eightpart Pantheons ruled the Upper Star Ruin and appeared to have peace, they still kept their guard up and prevented their stars from releasing light into space. There was still lots of conflict going on backstage despite the supervision of the Heavenly Dao. The Primordial Sands, however, would not just be peaceful, but also fair.

Before he departed, Tianming learned a bit more about the flameyellow voidkin, especially the five imperial-star elders that held real decision-making power. Their army was called the Flameyellow Pentaphase Army, a force totalling five billion comprising five divisions of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth respectively. There was another reserve force of five billion that shared a similar structure.

Mushan Feng's force of five hundred million, on the other hand, was formed by gathering members from each of the five divisions, mostly youths that represented the future of the flameyellow voidkin. They were already firmly on Tianming's side. The five imperial-star elders, on the other hand, were the ones who called the shots of the main force.

Soon, they reached the entrance of the Ancestral World. Tianming had to leave the ship to enter it. He walked towards Moran from behind, almost stunned at her boundlessly huge body. She was way too large! The curves of her hips looked like mountains in the horizons, with every slight movement causing waves to cascade across her body.

"Umm... Are you done yet?" Tianming asked.

"I am..." She took a deep breath and slowly rose. Tianming was far smaller than she was though he stood at a thousand meters in height. She almost stood as tall as the ceiling of the ship. "How tall are you right now?"

She blushed and said, "My cosmic-god body is about fifty thousand meters in height, but I only broke through four levels. My cultivation should be comparable to the cosmic gods of the Eightpart Pantheons now..." That was the result of six hundred million wonderian orders!

"That's fucking insane!" Even he couldn't stop himself from swearing. Tian Jiu had split up into an entire race of people that gave birth to their own descendants, yet she would one day absorb all of them once more. What kind of genius monster was capable of something like this? As far as Tianming knew, there were two types of super geniuses in the universe. The first was like him, Wudi and Qingyu, filled with potent talent and limitless potential but having to take it one arduous step at a time. The other kind was the type that Feiling and Zi Zhen fell into, being ancient beings that were reborn and having to recover their former powers. Equipped with resources, they were able to rise rapidly as well.

But myths like Tian Jiu, basically Moran, probably didn't fall into either of those categories. She did have insane capabilities but she required lots of good support to rise. Tianming had played the supporting role she needed, raising the little fish into a galactic whale before he even reached that level. He was still quite stunned about how far he had gone.

"What is it?" Moran asked, her voice gentle though reverberating loudly in the ship.

"I've been relying on women so much that I'm getting numb to it," Tianming surmised.

"You were the one who raised me anyway, so the credit is yours. Don't lose your self-esteem," Moran said, smiling.

"Me? Losing self-esteem?" Tianming gave her a look. "Alright, be good and follow your husband into the Ancestral Void Realm."

"Okayt!" When Moran showed up before the Mushan sisters and Wudi, she gave them quite a shock.

"Holy crap! You're even taller than Uncle Dongfang!" Mushan Xue exclaimed.

"I'm impressed..." Mushan Feng couldn't find other words to describe his awe.

The five of them of disproportionate sizes left the ship and entered the Ancestral World, within which the Ancestral Void Ark waited. Moran's current size, however, was unexpected. She had no choice but to curl up within the craft, making for quite the comical sight.

As the ark began to move, Moran noticed an odd look on Tianming's face. "What is it?"

"My omnisentient power is gone. I haven't felt the tide recede like this for a long time and it's beginning to feel foreign," Tianming said, stretching his neck. "To think that second-level cosmic gods are so weak..."

"It's fine. We took over the Primordial Sands and there'll be time before we clash with the Eightpart Pantheons again."

"That's true." Still, he wanted to put himself in the mindset to give his all to improving his cultivation. Tianming finally saw the Archaionfiend lair in the upper part of the Ancient Flameyellow Ruins as the ark passed it by. "Once the flameyellow voidkin move to the imperial star, Moran, I want you to accompany me there."

"There's still the Sea of Aeternity of Sixth's vita too, right?" Moran reminded.

"That's right."

The conversations stopped as the ark continued onwards tranquilly. Eventually, they reached the Ancestral Void Realm, a relatively peaceful area in the Ancestral World. The flameyellow voidkin had deployed formations over the area in a similar vein to astral-hole worlds, allowing them to construct many cities that could house cosmic gods. As material within the Ancestral World was limited, the cities were mostly black and gloomy, giving off a rather isolated vibe.

Mushen Feng sighed and said, "These years have been much better since we found a way to open a portal out of the Ancestral World. Back then, our ancestors lived countless lightless days in here, enduring constant, claustrophobic pressure. Those were tough days that almost ended our line."

"I see." Tianming acknowledged that the flameyellow voidkin had indeed suffered. He wanted to help them out of the suffering, but he also understood that they had doubts about the future of their people.

"They've arrived!"