Chapter 4384 - Ninefirm Starfall Exorcism

All in all, Bai Ling and the decapath era godswords would become the ultimate weapon in Tianming's arsenal. Putting aside their defense, their offensive capabilities alone elevated Tianming to the peak. "What are your thoughts?"

The Ninefirm imperial son remained silent for a moment at hearing Tianming's question. After a long while, he said, "You'd be dreaming if you think this alone would be enough to scare the Eightpart Pantheons."

"Is that so? Then I'll take my time playing with you all." Tianming got Yin Chen to bring out the sword-shaped tombstone he took from the mausoleum. The sea of silver insects pushed the black tombstone out before Tianming and the Ninefirm imperial son without regard to the messy lined-up ancestral corpses.

Tianming looked at the imperial son's essence and jumped atop the tombstone before squatting down to touch the patterns on it. "This is the ultimate cosmic art that the Starfall Pantheon possesses, right?"

"So what if it is?"

"What was it called again? Ninefirm Starfall Exorcism. They're made for totems to be used in tandem. The ultimate totem-compatible sword arts in the Upper Star Ruin indeed."

"Your Flameyellow Grand-Dao-class cosmic art has been lost to time, right?" the imperial son said smugly.

"Indeed. It's such a shame. Do you know this sword art?"

"I only mastered thirty percent of it."

"What about Imperator Yan?"

"Sixty percent."

"Then it must be amazing," Tianming said, nodding. "I should make good use of my time and learn ninety percent of it. That should be enough for what I need."

The Ninefirm imperial son was stunned for a moment. "Stop joking around. You're not a descendant of the imperial lineage of Starfall, so the Ninefirm Sword Stele won't show you the sword art. Not even a peek."

"I heard something very similar before I entered Ninefirm Mausoleum." As Tianming spoke, he put his Sky Plundering Hand on the stele. After some time, it trembled. The formerly black and dormant stele glowed with nine colors from top to bottom. It resembled a cosmic hell of different layers of the path of the sword.

There were nine layers in total, each one containing countless stars. Connecting the stars together formed traces of sword intent, shooting across the sky. Sword, star and hell were fused perfectly together into the culmination of the ancient wisdom of the Starfall Pantheon. All of their insights were concentrated in the Grand-Dao-class sword art.

"This is amazing stuff!" Tianming said, turning back to face the imperial son with a naive look. The essence was so stunned that it couldn't find the voice to speak. "Hey, do you have any tips for a beginner like me?"

"Fuck off!" The imperial son shouted. His cracked voice suggested that he was experiencing yet another mental breakdown.

"What a feeble mind. You need more training." Tianming laughed and proceeded to ignore him, focusing on the cosmic art. Ying Huo also landed next to him. "Do you want to learn it too?"

It poked his waist with its wing and said, "Don't mistake a silent tiger for a feeble cat."

Meow Meow's eyes snapped open as it said, "Who are you calling feeble?!"

Lan Huang said, "Cat Bro, oh no! Seems like you lost one of your balls."

Meow Meow was so terrified that it jumped a hundred thousand meters high.

***

A few days later, the Flameyellow Divine Path's exit opened. The nine-headed dragon ship once more returned to the Upper Star Ruin.

"We've arrived at Sundown Imperius!" Tianming was looking ahead from the top of the central dragon head at the massive silver-gold nova-source world. Sundown Imperius didn't look as glorious as Ninefirm Imperius, but it was still much better looking than other imperial stars. There were many gold and silver vortices on its surface, each one resembling one of the star's eyes.

From a distance, one could hear the cries of cosmic crest beasts. This was a world of pure beastmasters whose lifebound beasts were much stronger than them. Sundown Imperius burned brightly and violently, clearly ready for Tianming's arrival.

"They must've guessed that I'd come here." Tianming didn't let them down either. "Well, there are no tricks this time around. Let's do this the hard way."

He openly piloted the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb towards Sundown Imperius. Elite fighters in the universe could easily sneak through astralguard formations. Tianming, with all his omnisentient threads and the elite elders of the undying aeternals couldn't be stopped by the Sundown Guard Formation in the slightest. His greatest edge was the fact that he could enter the world and summon his ghoul army later, essentially making the astralguard formation worthless. Not even barrier-type formations could prevent his entry.

"Seems like they know me well enough to not post anyone out here to get in my way." Tianming left the ship with the undying aeternals and descended through the storms of gold and silver nova source, not encountering any resistance save for the astralguard formation's own destructive forces.

Most people in those circumstances would suspect an ambush, but Yin Chen was all over Calabash Windfiend and Sundown Imperius. Even without entering the world, Tianming's eyes were already all over it. "This time around, things will play out predictably."

"Why?" asked one of the insect-head people. He thought that there would be another grand battle.

"With the Starfall Pantheon out, the Sundown Pantheon doesn't wish to fight either. They only need an excuse to leave. As long as I cause a bit of trouble here, they'll be able to retreat."

The undying aeternals exchanged glances before one of them asked, "Doesn't doing that make things worse for all of them? The Starfall Pantheon in particular. As the saying goes, the teeth feel the chill once the lips die."

"They understand that full well. But I already have the lifeline of the teeth, so they'll feel the chill whether the lips are still around or not."

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