Beastmaster of the Ages

Troops were already gathering on Skywolf Blaze. The two stars probably planned to execute their attack at the same time, so the troops of Skywolf Frost should be heading out as well. Since the sun emperor had decided to take on Skywolf Blaze, Tianming and the Myriad Solar Sects would take on Skywolf Frost.

"As we still don't know how useful the Flameyellow Guard Formation will be, we still have to be wary against Skywolf." With his target determined, Tianming immediately went to stop them.

The Ninedragon Imperial Tomb blazed through the flaming clouds at the fastest speed possible. After gaining a proper miniaturized nova source, it could travel much faster than before, up to fifty percent faster than the Divine Sun Palace!

The nine dragons danced across the skies above. Currently, the changes on the sun were felt by those living in it. Even newborns could instinctively feel that something ominous was happening to their home. This would be a battle of continued existence, and was in a completely different league compared to the recent internal conflicts.

"If we lose, we’ll probably end up like that dead star where I hid the solar wheel...." That lonely and lifeless star was one way this tragedy could end. Having seen the worst outcome, Tianming now had a proper appreciation of what it meant to fight to their deaths.

The reputation of Skywolf was already incredibly bad. Based on his understanding of them, there was no way they would be merciful and spare the denizens of the sun if they won. The fighting spirit of the Myriad Solar Sects was represented by the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb.

The storm was about to break out at any moment. The 'rear' side of the sun just so happened to be where the Azurecloud Continent was located. As most astralguard formations were made of two halves, their weakest points should be the equators, in Orderia's case, the border between the celestial orderian and Myriad Solar Sects' territories. In other words, the skies of the Azurecloud Continent would be the main battlefield of this astral war.

"Skywolf probably knows that the voidheart worm is already dead. For them to still press the attack even after seeing the astralguard formation manifest shows how determined they are this time." If the sun didn't even have a formation guarding it, then all of their preparations would be child's play. Perhaps the most Skywolf felt about the new barriers was that they were nothing more than a minor obstacle for their little game of conquest.

Tianming came to realize that the astralguard formation had manifested beneath the Flameyellow Guard Formation. In other words, the sun emperor had used his half of the solar core to activate the astralguard formation, giving the sun two layers of protection. The main fights would take place near the Flameyellow Guard Formation, while the astralguard formation would be a contingency to prevent the specters from actually entering the sun.

"Since that's the case, I have to contribute as well." Tianming didn't want to split hairs over matters like those. He also used his solar core to activate his half of the lower layer of the astralguard formation. The complete formation looked like a gigantic white barrier in the sky, which didn't look completely in place as it had been made by the sky plunderers. The Flameyellow Guard Formation, in contrast, looked like it was native to the sun.

The normal folk on the sun felt much better now that both formations were active. However, that didn't change how Tianming felt about the sun emperor using Li Wudi as a clone. It was a grudge that he would temporarily suppress, but never forget. "We’ll settle our debts once all this is over."

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Within the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, thirty million elites were ready to be deployed in battle, all of them waiting with bated breath. Skywolf Frost could easily have double the number of troops of the myriad sects, or even the celestial orderians, which was a huge gap to bridge. Hopefully, the Flameyellow Guard Formation and Ninedragon Imperial Tomb could make up for it. Regardless, it was still hard to fight off potentially a hundred million enemies with only thirty million, however unavoidable that may be.

Tianming was more concerned about Qingyu. She was only brought to the battlefield because they also needed Lingfeng's help in battle. That said, she was quite safe in one of the many secret rooms within the ship.

As they were heading toward the Azurecloud Continent's airspace, Lingfeng asked Tianming for some help. "What is it?" Tianming asked.

"Qingyu's body is changing," he said with an ominous look.

"What kind of changes?"

They were at Silverdragon Palace, which was quite well equipped with all the necessary living amenities. Suo Yue was lying nearby, dispirited. As a result of symbiotic cultivation, it had also been somewhat affected by Qingyu's condition. Ying Huo used to think of Suo Yue as the most beautiful lifebound beast ever, thanks to its snow-white feathers. But lately, much of its feathers had fallen off and its body was also covered in red, giving it a demonic, wildbeast-like appearance. It looked even worse than the voidheart worm, though it was undoubtedly stronger than it used to be. But just like Qingyu, it didn't like to see people in its new form.

"Maybe it's because I saw my dad just now and received a bit of shock, which triggered it even more," Qingyu said, feigning a pained smile.

"Let me take a look." Tianming had her raise her arms while Lingfeng rolled both her sleeves up. Her arms looked purple-green, with veins like those of leaves. The way they appeared on the skin made her arms look a little like an insect’s. Even Tianming had a hard time looking at the arm, let alone Qingyu. He truly felt bad for her.

He could understand how Lingfeng must have felt, having to endure his rage and console Qingyu the best he could at the same time. It was only a matter of time until he went berserk. Tianming turned his attention to her bane-rings. She used to have nine that looked like silver moons, four on one side and five on the other, that perfectly complemented her moon-white hair. The more powerful she grew, the more beautiful she became, resembling a moon goddess.

After the change, though, her bane-rings maintained their round shapes, but had manifested nine different ghostly faces. Some looked like infants, some had ghastly fangs, and some had long tongues. Even the strongest of minds would have a hard time looking at them without flinching. Tianming felt like the faces were roaring at him, as if they were about to crawl out of the bane-rings to curse him.

On the flip side, Qingyu had improved by leaps and bounds lately without even having to cultivate. Her cultivation level had caught up to Tianming, Lingfeng, and the rest. No doubt, the demonic totems she had also greatly boosted her combat capabilities. Even Suo Yue had been powered up. However, no sane person would be able to accept the side effects of the old gods' ancient blood. Tianming had always felt pain on her behalf at the sight of her current state.

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However, there was something new in the fourth bane-ring on her left arm this time around. Tianming had the same number of bane-rings on both arms, while Qingyu only had nine, so her right arm had five while her left had four. However, at the point closest to her palm, a black bulge could be seen where a fifth bane-ring would be, yet it wasn't one! It was hard and covered in spikes like a porcupine's back! It even felt like it had two eyes that glared at Tianming and the rest.

"Big Brother, I want to borrow your Godsin to cut this off. It looks like a seed, and its roots have spread throughout my body...." Her voice shook more and more as she spoke.