Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 3814 - Astral Emperor Yunxing Mo

Xing Hui and Fu Lin were utterly stunned by the monster that had completely dominated them. If they had been aware that Yin Chen already had the whole situation under control, they would be even more crestfallen.

Tianming soon finished absorbing the simulacra tides of this cosmic tribulation sea. "As expected of a kilometer-tall cosmic god! They're much more powerful, and they have just what I need to power up the decapath era godswords!"

The decapath era godswords were powerful inherently, so it was difficult to raise their simulacra. After absorbing simulacra tides twice, they reached the elevenfold simulacrum. While not many kilometer-tall cosmic gods were left, Tianming had a feeling that his totems still had lots of room to transform.

"He finished it that quickly?!" Fu Lin completely gave up when she saw the cosmic tribulation sea dim completely. Her face turned even more pale as she turned to Xing Hui. "With that efficiency, he can't be planning to rob the other cosmic tribulation seas, can he?"

"He is going to," Xing Hui said.

"Ohh...." That was the vocalization of mental anguish itself.

Tianming was so excited that he couldn't be bothered to talk to them. He made sure Xian Xian's toxins kept them in their minced, mushy form, mixed well with each other, before he went to the next burial room.

"Li Tianming! You will finally face heavenly retribution!" Xing Hui cried.

"Heavenly retribution? From the Heavenly Dao?" Tianming shrugged. "Just you wait! Once I get the blessings of your ancestors and capture all of you as hostages, I will rise and eventually take over the Heavenly Dao. When I'm in charge of the heavenly retributions, I'll have you fat pigs to thank for it."

Xing Hui was seething at how the top hundred most talented members of the pantheon under the age of three hundred were simply called fat pigs....

"Is he really still a slave?" Fu Lin began to have her suspicions. They continued to watch Tianming drag them to the next burial room like they were mere pieces of meat.

"It's almost as if Tianming is going to one room after another to slaughter the pigs inside and eat up their pig feed!" Ying Huo said.

"What are you calling pig feed?! It's sword-honing water!" Tianming snapped.

"There's no way this can possibly compare to the Suishen water that you used to hone your sword!"

Tianming was starting to find Ying Huo more and more frustrating. The innuendos were getting more and more out of hand. His pig-slaughtering journey continued without friction, however. Thanks to Yin Chen, the foes he fought only got progressively weaker.

Every single young genius was busy absorbing simulacra tides and wouldn't notice if the world around them was ending. Tianming's messy ball of barely living flesh continued to grow in size within the Skydome Prison. In each room, he slammed the Skydome Prison on the genius within and launched a sneak attack on them without saying a word. If fifth-level overflowers in the earlier rooms couldn't even defend themselves, there was no way the weaker fourth-, third-, and even second-level overflowers could. They were basically defenseless children!

The whole process was flawless, with Yin Chen keeping the perfect watch the whole time, giving Tianming early notice if he ever had to leave. His totems absorbed more and more simulacra tides, constantly transforming them. They were like bottomless holes that didn't feel sated, no matter how many impressive legacies they swallowed. These totems that he had gotten from the Aeonic Grandbane finally showed their true power, each sword skyrocketing in power.

More and more meat was piled into the Skydome Prison. Fortunately, most of them were second- or third-level overflowers, so there wasn't nearly as much mass as bodies of fifth-level overflowers. All sorts of limbs, organs, and flesh were mixed together within the Skydome Prison, causing the ninety-plus of them to constantly touch and mix. Someone's foot or finger could be in the stomachs of multiple others!

The mass of flesh let out constant, mind-numbing groans of pain. The constant stream of Quadform Radixbreath spread even more after latching onto the mass, preventing the overflowers from reforming their bodies. Every one of them was on the brink of death, not able to die even if they wanted to, yet unable to go back to living their lives. Looking at their terrified faces, Tianming's expression was empty and vague.

"Under the Heavenly Dao, the hierarchy is absolute. These powerful descendants of the Starfall Pantheon have only obtained these legacies on the top of countless mountains of corpses of the flameyellow descendants. That was how this divine tomb was built! I'll make sure all of you vomit out what you took from us!"

There were ninety-nine people within the Skydome Prison, so only one remained. Without exception, he had taken them all out using sneak attacks, and it only got easier and faster the further along he was. He had also absorbed the simulacra tides of ninety-nine cosmic tribulation seas. All those legacies compounded together to transform his totems and their simulacra into the new rising star in Tianming's arsenal.

"It's too bad only a few cosmic gods were near a kilometer tall. Otherwise, I would be able to raise my simulacra even more." The simulacra tides of cosmic gods on the level of Fentian He weren't too helpful to Tianming's totems, but he absorbed them all anyway.

"How many simulacra do you have now?" Ying Huo asked.

"Twenty-eight folds!" Tianming said.

"Holy! Let me count how much Suishen Blood that would be equivalent to...." Ying Huo began to count using the feathers on its wings.

"Your simulacra's going to catch up to your godfather's!" Bai Ye said.

"Catch up?" Tianming smiled. "There's one more cosmic tribulation sea, and it's the strongest one! If I'm able to take it as well, I might exceed him!" That meant reaching his 30-fold simulacrum!

His beasts turned to look in the direction of his vision and saw a rainbow-colored tomb two thousand meters in height, behind many other tombs. It looked like a gigantic, mighty sword that had been driven into the surrounding mountains, exuding a domineering aura all around. The radiance that it let out made it seem like the ancestor over there was still among the living!

A few blinding words could be seen on the tombstone, reading 'Here Lies Astral Emperor Yunxing Mo.' Astral emperor was the title of this ancestor! The emperor of an empire of stars! "I heard that this is the strongest cosmic god to ever come out of the Starfall Pantheon. He rose in Starmoon Haven and even earned quite a bit of fame in imperial-class worlds, yet he chose to return to his homeland to bless his descendants!"