Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 3249 - Return of the Omnisentient Threads

Tianming boarded the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, soared into the sky, and entered the nova source storm, flying close to the ground to scatter Yin Chens over the Sun.

"Not only do we have to get rid of the red dust in their bodies, but also the parts that are present all over!"

It was the only way to completely stop it. The springwater would eventually be absorbed by the human body, but newborns wouldn’t have the same immunity against red dust because the amount of springwater absorbed by their parents wasn’t much.

"The only thing to do is to completely wipe it out!"

Red dust was different from any nova wildbeast that Tianming had fought. It was a terrifying opponent!

He traveled all over the Sun over the next few days. The springwater had merged with the nova source storm, dissipating in the air and gradually sinking toward the surface. From the very beginning, Tianming could already see the red mist around the Sky Palace Formation burn and disappear. But that wasn’t enough. He continued stirring up more storms, significantly increasing the flow rate until it reached a similar level to the storms on Gladeus.

The entire world was swept by fierce winds. Numerous astral gods flew to various parts of the world on their ships to observe the situation with Yin Chen. The springwater that had diffused quickly fell onto the areas around the Sky Palace Formation, where most of the Sun’s population was concentrated.

How would Tianming determine whether or not the springwater was effective on the masses? It was very simple—all he had to do was look at the omnisentient threads. About fifteen minutes after he emptied the keg, Tianming noticed more of them. The first wave quickly exceeded the omnisentient threads from the successful test in the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb as hundreds of millions of people awakened.

"The omnisentient threads are back, which means they’ve been completely healed and retain clear memories of the past ten years."

His connection to them was even stronger now, due to the suffering they had endured. And it was just the beginning. Tianming closed his eyes as he stood on the mechanical dragon, focusing on each individual on the Sun and feeling their every emotion.

Filled with gratitude, the people burst into tears. The words 'Emperor Tianming' resounded through the sky. As time passed, more and more omnisentient threads were rekindled, followed by heartfelt cheers celebrating survival and the end of the disaster.

Two hours later, Tianming had ten billion omnisentient threads once more, most of them close to the Sky Palace Formation that was located in the northernmost part of the Sun. At that moment, more threads came from the south, indicating that the springwater had reached that region.

As the springwater enveloped the world, more omnisentient threads returned, dramatically increasing. In just half a day, Tianming had over five hundred billion white threads from all over the Sun, only visible to him. Five hundred billion people were connected to him. The storm of emotions inside of Tianming, as the center of it all, was unimaginable. It had been too long since he’d felt their belief in him and what it was like being cared for.

"It’s an honor and a responsibility!"

He experienced more with the return of each thread, especially after they had survived this great disaster. The importance of joining hands and working together was clearer than ever. With five hundred billion omnisentient threads, Tianming's combat power began soaring and finally surpassed his original strength. It was the threads that made him more optimistic about the future.

"Why should I fear anything now that I have five hundred billion threads? As long as the Myriadpath Sourcespring is useful, it doesn’t matter if I can’t cure everyone now. I’ll be able to collect enough one day!"

The flames in his heart fiercely burned.

A day later, he had a trillion omniscient threads and the number would only continue to grow from then on. It proved that the springwater had spread wide enough that there were few areas of omission. After five days, the threads on his body had exceeded the previous number by over a hundred billion, which proved that his aid had had a huge impact on some of the diehards on the Sun. From that moment on, they truly regarded him as the god of the Sun!

At the same time, Yin Chen and the astral gods reported that they could no longer find anyone still affected by red dust, so it seemed every person on the Sun had fully recovered. Yin Chen didn’t have the same limitations as astral gods in terms of observation. If even Yin Chen couldn’t find anyone still suffering from red dust, the Sun had truly been born again.

Most importantly, the astral gods happily reported that the red mist above the Sun was no longer visible. Like life-giving flames, the nova source storm that’d been infused with springwater had burned up all the red dust in the world. The howling of the wind was like the death rattle of the fortuna-class nova wildbeast.

"Red dust has nothing to do with the mortal world. Society makes up the mortal world!"

Tianming had a broad vision of everything as the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb soared above the Sun. Just as Yin Chen and the astral gods had said, the blazing world had truly been reborn. No longer was it filled with red mist. The world was clear and bright, with countless matters awaiting action. All the omnisentient threads were back, and so was society. The name 'Li Tianming' resounded throughout the Sun as trillions of people burst into tears, celebrating their escape from torment.

"Everyone...." Tianming experienced everything they felt through the omnisentient threads.

"Great! That’s great!"

Bereft of speech, Xiaodao, Lin Yi, and the others repeated those words over and over again. They hadn’t taken a single break over the past decade and had clearly seen how red dust had ravaged the world.

But today, the Sun was completely free.

"Now that the Sun’s free, Ebonia will soon be free as well!"

Tianming and millions of astral gods, as well as countless Yin Chens, spent an entire day before finally confirming that there was no trace of red dust left in the entire world.

"You don’t have to worry anymore. The air’s still filled with the fragrance of springwater, which means that there’s still a high concentration of it within the astralguard formation. There’s no room for red dust to survive in such a clean and pure world,” Li Fan said, his voice tinged with emotion.