Beastmaster of the Ages - Chapter 6947

Chapter 6857: Who is the Prey?

“Since that’s the case, let’s set off and try to clear the level as soon as possible,” Li Tianming said.

He commanded the Imperial Puppet Legion to move forward, preparing to find the Trialers or the Insect Queen.

Looking at the three thousand Imperial Puppets with their clear division of labor, Li Tianming seemed thoughtful.

“Only three thousand Imperial Puppets? That’s far from enough. What I want is absolute crushing!” Li Tianming curled his lips and directly communicated with Xixi, “Xixi, release our Primordial Ghost Legion!”

“Okay, coming!” Xixi obediently responded in the companion space.

Then, the gray baby spirit kicked the vertical gray coffin lid with her short legs. The moment it opened, the aura of hell dissipated from it.

Boom!!

The Twelve Hell Wheels opened, and Primordial Ghosts spewed out continuously from the gray coffin!

“How scary!”

With the appearance of the Primordial Ghosts, Xixi immediately hid behind the gray coffin, timidly peeking out half of her head and a gray eye.

A dead fish eye slowly emerged from Li Tianming’s chest. The Hell Wheel activated, forming a bridge to summon the Primordial Ghosts, from which a torrent of ghostly shadows surged forth!

The tall, imposing headless Primordial Ghosts used their nipples as eyes, their gaping maws of sharp teeth almost splitting their abdomens, and their long, straight claws reached their knees—a truly terrifying sight.

This torrent of ghostly shadows continued for a long time, ultimately summoning three thousand Primordial Ghosts!

With his breakthrough in cultivation, Li Tianming’s maximum capacity for summoning Primordial Ghosts at once naturally increased.

These densely packed Primordial Ghosts standing alongside the three thousand Emperor Puppets created a truly magnificent sight.

Everyone in the Young Emperor’s Palace witnessed this scene, their eyes widening in disbelief.

“Li Tianming’s summoned Hellish Demons, numbering only a thousand before, were already enough to overwhelm Wei Wuji’s thousand low-grade Heavenly-level Dao Plants. Now, there are three thousand?”

“The strategic significance of an army of this size is probably even greater than that of the Living Spirit Emperor Clan. What is his limit? Could it be that he didn’t even use his full strength in that previous battle?”

“How can the Living Spirit Emperor Clan’s abilities compare to Li Tianming’s? What fighting power do they have without the Living Spirit Realm? Even without his demonic army, Li Tianming still defeated Jiang Beichen, a top genius of the Divine Ruins Emperor Clan. He has virtually no weaknesses!”

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In the vast, boundless interstellar plain, Li Tianming led the Primordial Ghosts and the Emperor Puppet Army in a search for some time, but still hadn’t found any other trial participants.

The main search task was still entrusted to the Shadow Star Patrolrs who had spread out over long distances. They temporarily acted as Yin Chen within the Young Emperor Tower, but the results were mediocre.

He sighed, “So the hardest part of this challenge isn’t the battle, but finding someone. It’s a pity I can’t get Yin Chen’s help.”

“Remember? Damn, all done?” Yin Chen said arrogantly.

“This Shadow Star Patrolman is more than ten thousand times weaker than you,” Li Tianming retorted.

However, perseverance pays off, and a vast army of Imperial Puppets soon appeared in Li Tianming’s sight.

“The prey has arrived,” Li Tianming smiled.

The newcomer was a young man in black, who appeared to be at least a cultivator who had broken through ten thousand years of age.

He crossed his arms, holding a long, emerald-green, crystal-clear flute shaped like a bamboo joint.

“You’re the Li Tianming who’s been making waves lately?” The handsome young man in black raised an eyebrow after recognizing Li Tianming.

“Indeed,” Li Tianming said calmly.

“I admit, if I use all my skills, I’m not confident I can defeat you. But in a one-on-one fight, you haven’t reached the level of a third-tier Dao Ancestor. Let me ask you, do you dare to fight me alone?” the young man in black asked, raising an eyebrow.

Sui Shenyao chuckled, “Looks like the news of your defeat of Jiang Beichen hasn’t spread completely yet.”

Li Tianming chuckled, “I defeated you in one move, and my legion instantly shattered your Emperor Puppet Legion. Two things at once.”

“Don’t be so arrogant! Let’s fight first,” the black-clad youth said through gritted teeth, his face stiffening.

With that, a gigantic Primordial Pupil suddenly appeared on his abdomen, its veins spreading out and finally forming a Dharma Image resembling a jade flute.

This Dharma Image stood behind him like a giant pillar, the power of the Dharma Image surging wildly into his body.

The long flute he held in his arms was actually a Heavenly Venerable-level Dao Treasure, capable of complementing his Dharma Image and unleashing extremely terrifying power!

He placed the flute to his lips and played, and immediately ripples were released from the Dharma Image, all attacking Li Tianming. These ripples contained a soul attack, but they weren’t just about the soul!

The sound waves he blew transformed into countless solid green bamboo leaf swords, attacking Li Tianming like a storm!

Azure Abyss Leaf Chant!

This was a formidable Heavenly Venerable-level battle technique!

Li Tianming coldly snorted, “Some strength, but not enough.”

In an instant, the Taiyi Tower itself flew out from Li Tianming, suddenly enlarging before him, hovering in the air to suppress the green bamboo leaf swords.

But these attacks did not dissipate; the remaining soul attacks continued to strike Li Tianming, only to vanish without a trace, like stones sinking into the sea.

“How is this possible? No matter how powerful the soul is, it shouldn’t be completely unaffected!” The black-clad youth was utterly shocked, his eyes wide.

Li Tianming directly entered the fusion state of his companion beast, without activating his pulse field, directly borrowing the power of the Primordial Chaos Realm and the Primordial Pulse Field, unleashing a thunderous sword strike.

On his Eastern Emperor Heavy Sword, the golden blades on both sides transformed into colors, while the black sword body at the center revealed the phantom of an ancient chaotic beast, with a Xuanjin sword hilt coiled around it and a chaotic sword ring rapidly circling around.

The Primordial Realm!

Unless facing an opponent like Jiang Beichen, Li Tianming didn’t even need to unleash his Pulse Field Dharma Image and Star Realm, directly attacking!

With this sword strike, several ancient chaotic beasts charged towards the black-clad youth, instantly transforming into a giant pillar of golden-black light that devoured him.

“Ah!!”

Accompanied by a scream, his Cosmic God body seemed to melt away, vanishing completely in the blink of an eye.

Buzz—

A Cosmic God Origin slowly condensed.

“I concede.” Li Tianming said calmly.

“Your strength… I admit defeat.” A helpless, resigned voice came from the Cosmic God Origin.

If he still had any face left, he would have been blushing with shame, arrogantly demanding a one-on-one duel, only to be defeated in a single move.

During the time the two clashed, the two armies were also engaged in battle, but it was a pure one-sided crushing defeat.

Li Tianming’s three thousand puppet army had no chance of being injured; the Primordial Ghosts charged forward fearlessly.

However, under Li Tianming’s special instructions, Xi Xi did not allow Yuanshi Gui to annihilate the Emperor Puppet army.

After all, it was still needed to expand his own army. Li Tianming decisively took the Emperor Puppet army orders from the enemy and merged them together. After deducting the losses, he now had five thousand Emperor Puppets.