Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 3790 - Redemption and Humanity

This time around, it was much easier, especially after the flameyellow descendants had watched Tianming killing Zhantian Le—the being that’d terrorized them for so long—with their own eyes! Seeing that Long Qian and five million plus of their kin had chosen to stand by Tianming's side, they were willing to place their hopes in him as well.

He was no longer just an individual; he had become the personification of their race's will! When he felt the new black-and-gold dragonlike omnisentient threads form, his will interfaced with theirs and the rage in his mind spiked higher than ever before. All kinds of tragic scenes that the flameyellow descendants had seen flooded into his mind, making him feel rather short of breath. He could feel their pain.

"Why are your tears flowing?" Moran asked, watching him with some surprise.

"It's... it's nothing." Tianming turned away from her and looked out of the ship into the dark void of the Upper Star Ruin. His eyes were completely bloodshot and his mind was enduring unimaginable turmoil. Every single omnisentient thread came with a cost. The power he’d gained had been generated by immense rage and heavy grudges. Like volcanoes, they piled up on his body, mind, and soul, seeping into every single one of his astrons.

As the scenes flashed through his mind, he felt like he was the one experiencing all the hardship of being humiliated, suppressed, and indifferently slaughtered. The scenes weren’t merely the fates of one generation of people, but thousands! Tianming was being boiled in a volcano of agony! He couldn't take it and slammed his fist on the ground nonstop, causing the entire ship to shake.

"It's okay... it's okay...." Moran grabbed his arm and hugged him tight.

"It isn’t! It isn’t okay!" Tianming barked, panting. "These grudges have to be paid back! If I don’t bring them redemption, I can't call myself a human!"

Moran gave him an intense look before nodding. "Alright! You can give them redemption!"

"Big Brother, your rage has made you stronger," Qingyu said from afar with a shaky voice. The white-haired youth she saw no longer glowed as bright after taking in all that darkness. He was filled with endless, silent rage and desolation, appearing like a tyrant standing on top of a mountain of corpses. Everything about him had been replaced by the rage of their kind.

"I’m indeed stronger!" Tianming looked at the fifteen million flameyellow descendants before him. They had seen the Flameyellow Imperial Star, which had caused the seeds in their minds to sprout and their gloomy gazes to glow with a spark. Those sparks gathered in Tianming, turning him into a divine soldier of the stars! The bloodline of the Li Saint Clan that flowed within him had completely fused with that of the flameyellow descendants, no longer separate from each other.

When his gaze met theirs, including their lifebound beasts, he was reborn as an even stronger Galactic Emperor! He had become an avenger, the Galactic Tyrant!

"Bai Ye," Tianming said, looking at the Middlekin Star Ruin. "It's time to let Zhantian Feng come."

***

"Yanri Shuang! What in the world are you doing?!" Zhantian Feng roared. They were still in the Ninesun.

"Shut up! I already told you that it's my first time piloting this thing! I'm already doing my best!" she snapped back.

"I beg you, stop ramming into things! The more you collide with things, the slower we'll go!" He was completely losing it. He knew how powerful Tianming was and wasn't sure if his little sister could hold on any longer.

"I'm sorry, I'm really doing all I can!" Yanri Shuang said, dejectedly looking down. As she did, the ship began slowing and no longer rammed into debris. She had received Tianming's signal and no longer had to buy time. "Phew! Now that we're out of the Middlekin Star Ruin, we won't be running into anything else! Sit tight! I'm going to accelerate!"

"Go ahead!" Zhantian Feng was filled with endless rage, but even then, he couldn't see anything wrong with Yanri Shuang's behavior. She really looked like she had been trying her best. I knew I should have taken my own fortuna-class ship! "Li Tianming, I don't care if those nine million slaves die, but my sister had better be fine! Otherwise you’ll bear the rage of the entire Wargod Haven! You will be the one who dooms the fate of the slaves!"

He was from a cosmic line in Wargod Haven. Putting slaves aside, most of the devas in Wargod Haven would have to kneel to members of his clan!

Eventually, they reached their destination. Zhantian Feng could no longer reach out to his sister with his transmission stone and was feeling rather anxious. He saw the Feng Capital Ghoul ahead, not moving in the slightest. "Open up!"

Yanri Shuang rolled her eyes and opened the main entrance of the Ninesun. "Go ahead! It should be fine!"

Zhantian Feng didn't even bother to answer; he didn't even care what she did. His eighty-meter-tall form jumped into space and zipped toward the Feng Capital Ghoul like a gray sword. There wasn't a trace of anything in it apart from a ruined mess!

"Zhantian Le, come out!" He looked around the empty husk, heart beating quickly and nonstop. All nine million slaves were gone, and the Feng Capital Ghoul had been ruined! Most likely, something bad had happened to his sister.

On the way there, she had informed him that all the cosmic gods in their clan were enraged. Word of what’d happened at the Middlekin Star Ruin had spread to the Midsky Tristars, and Tianming's name had piqued the attention of the powers that be, just like the cosmic god Long Xing's!

"Zhantian Le!" he continued yelling as he stood within the empty husk.

"Stop shouting, sheesh," said a cold voice.

Zhantian Feng felt a chill behind him and turned around with a snap. The white-haired youth had appeared behind him before he’d even noticed anything. The dim light of the Middlekin Star Ruin barely touched his face, but traces of red could be seen in his black and gold eyes.

"Li! Tian! Ming!" Zhantian Feng lost his temper at the sight of the puny foundationeer. "Where’s my sister?!"

"Are you talking about this?" Tianming opened his clenched fist and ash drifted from the palm of his hand.

"How dare you?!"