Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 2951 - Three Thousand Years, Just For This Day!

Tianming hoarsely shouted, staring straight at Demoness Yin through bloody eyes.

Placing her hands on her curvy hips, she chuckled, "Yes... I have a starvore order that goes perfectly with the Sky Starvore Fiendart. It’s a unique technique passed down in Myriadpath Valley. After three thousand years of nurturing, I’ll only have to absorb the best talent once to double my luck and raise my aptitude. A young astralkiln will helpregain my youth and extend my life when his astrons enter my body! There’s many female fiends in Myriadpath Valley that get reborn every three thousand years. Shave lived for tens of thousands of years, and they’re all practicing this miraculous technique, which only works for women. Men can't practice it even if they want to, all they can do is helplessly watch. Don’t you think that’s interesting?”

Demoness Yin licked her fingers, staring at Tianming with intoxication. "But it isn’t easy. There’s one important condition: we must remain celibate for three thousand years, after which we’re allowed to be intimate with a man once, just once! I’ve been practicing the technique since I was little, so I’m still untouched at this age. Can you believe that? I can’t help but admire the female fiends of Myriadpath Valley. They’re all gods! A little brat like you who indulges to your heart’s content can’t imagine how cold and lonely it feels to save our bodies for three thousand years for one encounter with an astralkiln. It’s torture!”

From her eyes alone, Tianming could see how pent up she was.

“Such is life! According to the laws of the cosmos, not even a foundationeer can live much longer than six or seven millennia. But who doesn't want to live forever? Who doesn’t want to rule for eternity? But that’s impossible. The only way is to take lives to extend life. Cultivators like Meng Ying who practice the Starembryo Fiendart aren’t uncommon. I pity them for using such primitive methods! The Sky Starvore Fiendart is the real miracle!"

Three thousand years of waiting, just for this day! Her greed and loneliness made her look like an evil fiend.

"Enjoy yourself, though it might hurt. But it’ll eventually cto an end. You’ll just have to wait. Hehehe...." The dark flames her eyes surged.

Just then, a brilliant golden light appeared on the battlefield, where the Gladean Ruins was. As soon as the majestic aura appeared, both Tianming and Demoness Yin trembled.

"What?" Demoness Yin frowned.

Tianming stared, but his vision was blocked by the bloody cocoon. Yin Chen had also fallen into a deep sleep in the process of evolving.

"Ling'er...." Throbbing veins appeared on his body. He knew who it was—it was her power! But she shouldn’t have such power, because she was still recovering. Although it was holy and majestic, there was also something extrabout it, indicating that she couldn’t control it yet. Tianming wanted to see her so much.

However. Demoness Yin grew even more impatient.

"Ahh!" She smiled, squeezing Tianming’s lips. In an instant, her clothing and accessories disappeared. Black stars circulated her body, the light dancing across her tall bosom and deep valleys.

“I’ve waited three thousand years, I hope you’ll last a long time."

Starlight enveloped Tianming's limp body.

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Two million wonderians were quickly approaching the battlefield, forming a large formation and activating their wonders. Several million wonders above skypiercer class were connected together. As the circle shrank, the odds of the Sun’s astral gods escaping decreased as well. They would all perish if this continued. Even so, few paid attention to the wonderians in the distance. They switched strategies and focused on moving toward Tianming instead.

"Release your lifebound beasts. We need to create chaos! Use your abilities to attack the bloody cocoon!"

As they drew closer and closer to death, the astral gods thought of a way to save Tianming. However, it made them targets of the three foundationeers, so more and more would die. For Mister Taihe and the two Intrepideans, the best way to suppress the astral gods was to use their foundation fortress.

Three great fortresses appeared, sweeping across the battlefield, where the power of their orders crushed the astral gods. Orderans were unable to move; seven exploded into bloody pieces. Many lifebound beasts were immediately turned into dust.

"Anyone who comes will die!" The two foundationeers from Intrepidus mocked the Sun’s denizens. They weren’t afraid of these people at all. Xiaodao was the only one they had to watch out for.

However, Mister Taihe was dealing with him at the moment. No matter how many people tried clearing the way for him, it was no use. Mister Taihe had locked on to him and mercilessly attacked. The Primordial Demonshade trembled at the arrival of Mister Taihe; it clearly wanted to return to its former owner. Aware that Li Fan was trapped inside the Xiao Nu Gourd, Mister Taihe surged with killing intent and intensified his attacks. Xiaodao would be slaughtered if they continued fighting like this!

Mister Taihe's knocked him down with his sharp claws. Xiaodao’s astral giant physique violently shook, light dimming in many areas of his body.

"All the pathetic ants on this star will die, starting with you!" The people of the Sun had to be annihilated so that what happened there would be even less likely to spread to Myriadpath Valley.

With a sinister laugh, Mister Taihe turned into a ray of white light. Many Lin Clan cosmic cartographers tried blocking him but were immediately split into pieces by his claws. No one could stop him. Xiaodao climbed to his feet. The Xiao Nu Gourd spun beside him while his swordbeasts forcibly suppressed the Primordial Demonshade. However, the situation was dire. Worst of all, the bloody cocoon in the distance was growing redder and brighter. Tianming’s survival was growing even more unlikely. Hope was extremely slim!

"Good disciple! Feng'er...." The feeling of powerlessness was heartbreaking. Xiaodao roared and got up again, but Mister Taihe suppressed him with no effort at all.

"Save him! Hurry!" the astral gods shouted, covered in their own blood. But under the power of three foundation fortresses, they couldn’t even crawl, much less stand up straight.