Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 4368 - Slaughter To Your Heart's Content!

There's only one way! Tianming stared at Wudi, whose resolve was unbreakable. Godfather can hold on! Since he can take it, I'll leave him for now and deal with those billions of vanguards first!

Wudi knew the brat too well. Although Tianming remained silent, his face said everything. He was going to screw over his father first!

"Hey! Hey! He's stabbing me way too hard! I don't know how much more I can take!" Wudi roared.

"If you can't handle it, then I'll have you buried!" Tianming coughed, then turned around. The hard truth on the battlefield was, back the strong, abandon the weak.

While Wudi’s situation was disastrous with no immediate solution in sight, the Flameyellow cavalry held a crushing advantage. Having already pushed the enemy to the brink, they needed one final, decisive blow to obliterate them completely.

Among these forces was the specter army under Imperator Ming's command. Tianming didn't believe the five pantheons would be indifferent to the fate of the vanguard army. Even if any pantheon mobilized their entire cosmic god army across the Upper Star Ruin, their numbers would still fall short of ten billion. The vanguard army constituted their very foundation. Tianming had no choice but to bet on the resilience of the Flameyellow Coffin.

"All unite under me!"

With the emperor's return, their hearts were connected. Throughout the Upper Star Ruin, nearly every fortuna-class nova source world was now locked in intense battle like the imperial star. A boundless omnisentient network formed across the cosmos. Omnisentient power converged on Tianming, the gold and black omnisentient threads twisting around the imperial star like countless massive dragons.

BOOM!

At this moment, Tianming's return ignited everyone and even the Sun itself. The ground started to shake. Boosted by the omnisentient threads, Tianming's body exploded with a light so blinding it utterly outshone Imperator Ming. Everyone knew. The man had returned.

"Ji Ji."

On Tianming's command, a pink nova source materialized and slammed violently into Flameyellow Imperial Star's nova source. In a flash, the entire imperial star, from its lush green mountains to the fiery clouds of the Flameyellow Guard Formation, turned pink. This was no soft, gentle pink. It was the powerful ancestral nova source crashing into the sun. As its power surged outward, even the flameyellow imperial fiends turned pink. Furthermore, their numbers exploded to fifteen billion.

On top of that, the fiery storm of the Flameyellow Guard Formation surged by over fifty percent, its destructive power easily eclipsing most imperial-class nova sources. All of this unfolded in a heartbeat, and this was merely Tianming's first move. His second move followed immediately after.

"Xi Xi, slaughter to your heart's content!"

This time, Tianming formed dual cores with Xi Hwa hell source and omnisentient power, opening the ninth fold of the hell-ring in his chest.

"S-s-so scary..." At the sight of Imperator Ming, Xi Xi was struck with fear.

Its timidity came with a quirk. The scarier the opponent, the worse it panicked. This frantic terror instantly infected the ghouls, driving them into a feral frenzy as they charged out like madmen to protect their master.

Like a human geyser, Tianming unleashed endless plumes of black smoke toward the fiery, pink furnace. Countless ghouls emerged out of this black smoke, charging toward the dispersed billion-strong vanguard army. At the very front were over a dozen massive figures, each easily matching Imperator Ming's hundred-thousand-meter height but looking far more ferocious.

"Ghoul imperatores!" Fighting side-by-side the flameyellow army, the devas watched in absolute shock as these ghoul imperatores arrived on the battlefield.

"Ghoul imperatores that only Imperator Yin could summon..." Granny Yin was numb by now. Summoning more than twelve all at once! Even if these ghoul imperators couldn't wield their full power without the devas, their sheer numbers were absolutely terrifying.

But that wasn't all. This time, Tianming held absolutely nothing back, summoning ghouls from the first to the ninth fold without hesitation. The ghouls erupted forward, forming a ghoul legion ten times greater than the hundred-billion-strong vanguard army. There had to be at least a hundred billion of them, and no fewer than ten billion ghouls that could rival a standard cosmic god army.

The frantic vanguard army now faced a combined force of a trillion Xi Hwa ghouls, fifteen billion flameyellow imperial fiends, five billion flameyellow cosmic gods, and the destructive power of the astralguard formation. The strength of the two forces was now completely uneven.

Momentum on this side of the battlefield exploded with terrifying force. Not only was the encircled vanguard army struck with terror, but even the flameyellow cosmic gods felt a chill of pure dread. Thankfully, the ghoul legion was on their side. It was absolutely brutal!

"All forces, hear my command—" Echoing across the battlefield, Tianming’s majestic roar sparked a blazing fire within every warrior and ghoul present. "Bury the vanguard army deep in Flameyellow! Let their blood wash clean our shame and sanctify the resurrection of the flameyellow divinities!"

"Kill!"

The return of their pillar of faith instantly breathed life into the entire Sun. That brilliant light shone as the brightest star in the heart of every warrior. As Tianming's command swept across the Sun, the entire world seemed to erupt.

Every person and lifebound beast locked their eyes on the vanguard army with red-hot fury. There was no need to rush the lines. From this moment on, they would encircle, butcher, harvest, and utterly erase the enemy.

Fifteen billion flameyellow imperial fiends were still heavily entangled with the vanguard army. Under Tianming's direction, the ghoul legion launched a second wave of attacks, using their flesh and blood bodies to whittle down the enemy. The flameyellow divinities who possessed the absolute peak of individual combat power would then seal the battlefield, execute the final strike, and hunt down any stragglers who slipped through the net.

This tacit understanding required no words from Tianming. Whether on the battlefield or within the imperial star below, the ten billion flameyellow divinities, descendants of a criminal race from the Ancestral Void Realm, had already fueled Tianming with an even stronger surge of faith. As the scale expanded, Tianming's omnisentient power still had room to grow.