Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 4182 - Great Hero!

“I am willing to use astralships to escort any Grand Xia astral gods to safety. When the war ends, we will return you home,” Tianming added.

Those words planted certain thoughts in the hearts of ordinary members of the Grand Xia imperials.

“Don’t believe him! That brat is trying to drive a wedge between us and the Eightpart Pantheons. If any of you dare to leave on your own, he’ll attack. Even if he doesn’t, he’ll force the Eightpart Pantheons to attack. He doesn’t care about our lives!” Empress Xia snapped. She might be a sphere, but that didn’t stop her from warning the crowd.

“Empress Xia, Lord Yue, and the other two starlords, you committed grave mistakes, but you remain part of the Primordial Sands. If you want to leave quietly, I won’t stop you. I’ll even give you a chance to redeem yourselves. Step back into the light and I shall release the Feng-Yue-Meng primalwingers I captured. Once Grand Xia is restored, the Grand Xia imperials will no longer need to seize the primalwingers’ lands. With the stareye gone, if these Eightpart Pantheons die here, the Primordial Sands will be safe forever!” Tianming declared solemnly.

“Shut up! Stop deceiving the crowd,” Empress Xia retorted angrily.

Lord Yue and the two other kunlan leaders remained silent.

“Yes, now that Grand Xia is being restored, we won’t have to worry about territory...” The majority of Grand Xia were minor figures too weak to make decisions and excluded from the Tian Jiu Cult, and could only follow the tide.

They wavered.

The mood on Grand Xia grew strange.

“I’m not finished yet!” Tianming smiled at Granny Yin and continued, “My ties to the deva and Imperator Yin are profound. So if any devas present wish to leave this battlefield, I won’t stop you either. You’re free to go at any time.”

“Shut up!” Granny Yin glared.

Tianming chuckled softly.

He knew his words would have an effect. Even if Granny Yin would never defect, the other devas valued their lives. Tianming wasn’t looking to take control of these two hundred million specters. It was enough that they posed no threat to him.

“Li Tianming, if you’ve run out of lies, you can kindly proceed to keep your mouth shut,” Mi Shen Alpha sneered, waving a hand.

“And now the most important part. Listen carefully—” Tianming rose into the sky and used the astralguard formation to amplify his voice to make sure no one missed what came next! “From this day forth, the Primordial Sands is Li Tianming’s territory!”

Tianming’s scorching gaze upon the marshals. “Whoever trespasses dies!”

Many of the Eightpart Pantheons burst out laughing as if they had heard the biggest joke in the universe.

“What an idiot, dreaming big.”

“He actually said that out loud.”

“A wonder and two formations and he thinks himself invincible.”

The Eightpart Pantheons found him ridiculous, rather than intimidating.

After brief discussion, the marshals had Mi Shen Alpha speak for them. “All forces, stand by to break out. Afterward, we will use Grand Feng, Yue, and Meng as our bases to strike at the Jiang, Lin, and Chen worlds. The might of the Eightpart Pantheons will crush the enemy!”

“Yes!!” If they succeeded in getting out, the Primordial Sands would be theirs to command at will. They still had enough soldiers, enough power, and enough morale. How would the Grand Xia dare betray them now?

“Xia Yuan, you suffered. We’ll help you recover,” the three Mi Shen said, approaching Empress Xia.

“My three brothers...” Empress Xia wept with gratitude. “You still trust me. That’s the best news.”

“Everything will be fine.” Mi Shen Alpha paused. “The enemy is sly, but their schemes have been revealed now. You must steady the populace. Don’t let Grand Xia’s people take the wrong path and doom themselves.”

“I understand!” Empress Xia said, shaken.

Lord Yue and the others watched silently.

***

“Report!” A scout shot in, breathless and frantic, and poured out every sensational development from Grand Xia to those in the Jiang Royal Palace. Jiang Tianzhou, Chen Qing, and Lin Shenjian were stunned into silence for a long time. Then, they leapt to their feet, faces radiant with elation.

“Finally, hope of victory!”

“Li Tianming is truly the child of fate!”

“Spread this good news immediately to all the kunlan primalwingers!” Jiang Tianzhou announced excitedly. “And tell those traitors imprisoned on the Imperial Star as well!”

“Yes!”

Quickly, the Jiang, Lin, and Chen worlds were swept up by celebration. Tianming became a living god in their eyes, and some omnisentient threads began to manifest as well.

“He actually took control of Grand Xia and restored the fusion formation. Amazing!” Even the elegant Chen Qing couldn’t control her excitement.

“Brother Jiang! If he pulled this off, but only the Tian Jiu Cult and not us reinforces him... will he resent us?” Lin Shenjian asked suddenly.

“Resentment? Not exactly. But we all know how little faith there was in him before,” Jiang Tianzhou said.

“So—”

“I think we should be proactive. Show him our respect.” Jiang Tianzhou declared.

“How so?”

Jiang Tianzhou drew a deep breath. “I will launch our entire Grand Jiang army to assist him in battle. There is little threat nearby for now, so let us set out on this campaign!”

“We...”

Jiang Tianzhou looked at the two and said, “If you can’t make the decision, tell Chen Zhenxiao and Lin Daoding. I propose our three worlds pool forces to gather one hundred million cosmic gods. We may not match the Tian Jiu Cult’s strength, but at least we’ll outnumber them.”

“Agreed!” The two left immediately to make the arrangements.

***

On the Sun, Mushan Xue stood on a scorched, barren plain. Her transmission stone lit up with Tianming’s image.

She stared, then murmured, “Congratulations. You really stole the show this time.”

“You already know what happened in Grand Xia?” Tianming was direct.

“Of course. The great hero punished the Eightpart Pantheons. Your hometown sure went wild. The kunlan primalwingers, who mocked you before, were stunned by the news,” Mushan Xue said with a wry tone.

“Heh. They treated the Eightpart Pantheons like fathers, while the Eightpart Pantheons treated them like a meal,” Tianming scoffed, then grew serious. “It’s time. I need a favor.”

“Speak.”

“Tell your brother I need his help.”