Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 3250 - A Man With a Hundred Trillion

Chapter 3250 - A Man With a Hundred Trillion

"The springwater is so useful,” Tianming sighed.

"Of course! After all, it’s the greatest treasure of the astralscape of order and the foundation of Myriadpath Valley's continued prosperity." Li Fan nodded.

The concentration of springwater in the air here was far lower than Myriadpath Valley, but it was extremely beneficial for mortals. Because the people of Ebonia were still suffering from the great affliction of red dust, Tianming had yet to study in detail the extent to which the Myriadpath Sourcespring could benefit the living beings of the Sun. Although they weren’t directly related to him, the astral gods there were already serving him. As a nova source world of the Tianming Dynasty, Ebonia was part of Tianming’s responsibility. Thus, he bore the duty of leading its people out of this catastrophe.

He had Fengqing Youmeng cross the Xenoworld and take him to the site of Ebonia’s nova source pulses. When he returned to the dark world once more, it was filled with red mist. The red dust there was like a bloody demon in the nighttime, sinister and frightening. The Infinitum Swordsea, Greenhill, Shuntian Tower, the world down under.... All the familiar places were full of it. It was everywhere, in the rocks, the clouds, the human body, and covering the sky and earth.

There were hundreds of millions of people on Ebonia, all of them normal gods, which made them even harder to control. There were only a few million astral gods in total. Thus, there had been more tragedies on Ebonia than the Sun.

"I’m sorry it took me so long. Let's end this!"

Under Fengqing Youmeng’s worshipful gaze, Tianming took a deep breath and poured kegs of springwater over the entire world. As the controller of Ebonia’s fusion formation, he could initiate nova source storms to fluctuate the airflow so the storms containing springwater would sweep across the entire world.

Eight kegs of springwater instantly evaporated. The people of Myridpath Valley would be distressed to see how wasteful Tianming was. There were few who would do as he did, giving such a precious treasure to everyone without so much as a word.

Not even the last keg that he kept was meant for himself; it was reserved for unforeseen circumstances. After clearing eight kegs of springwater, all he could do was trigger nova source storms to spread it out as fast as possible.

Just then, he caught a whiff of a faint fragrance. However, the nova source storms of Ebonia were even more violent and the scent quickly dissipated, circulating through the world.

"It isn’t the same if only one person gets to enjoy the fragrance. It only smells good if we can all enjoy it together!" Ying Huo said as it soared through the skies without a care in the world.

Naturally, Tianming’s lifebound beasts preferred Ebonia and the Sun, where they could be free. They didn’t have to hide in his body or lifebound space.

"Ebonia!"

The Ninedragon Imperial Tomb began roaming the star. Yin Chen and all astral gods quickly fell into position to maintain order and observe the changes.

Above the sky, Tianming stood over Ebonia, watching the dark world below. After more than ten stagnant years, the dark lights of Ebonia were no longer there and the entire world had become a bloody hellscape. Although the atmosphere was dark, it had once been filled with endless light, like a beauty in the night embellished with countless gems.

"I hope it’ll be as beautiful as before!" But that would require the complete removal of red dust and the illumination of the lights in all clans and cities.

"There’s trillions of people on the Sun, but only about five billion astral gods, and most of them come from Gladeus! Ebonia has twice the number of astral gods! If...."

The people of the Sun retained all their memories of the past ten years. They lived a life worse than death! The same was true for Ebonia, ground zero for the deadly red dust. Although Tianming had conquered the star, few Ebonians recognized or approved of him. There were about ten billion of them, while the rest had been infected by red dust the moment they’d learned that Tianming had become the new ruler.

Meanwhile, every person on the Sun was his believer, connected to him by omnisentient threads. Tianming wanted to know what these people of flesh and blood would think of him if he brought them back to life.

"How many more omnisentient threads will I have?" The masses would inevitably recover, so what he was most concerned about was omnisentient threads.

"Ebonia!" When he had first come there, Tianming had been a mere speck of dust. But today, he wanted to truly ascend the throne and become the rightful ruler!

"I’m worthy!"

Others were merely reges mundi, a position that could be easily obtained as long as they were foundationeers, but Tianming was different. It wasn’t enough for him to rise to a seat of power. For him, being a rex mundi didn’t mean anything; only when he had the belief of the people and omnisentient threads could he truly be considered the ruler of Ebonia.

Two hundred times the number of astral gods compared to the Sun. How powerful would he be?

Tianming was excited and Ebonia didn’t make him wait too long. Soon, the answer was revealed. A while after the springwater spread, he gained the first omnisentient thread. New and somewhat shaky, it came from a child who had just been freed from a nightmare. In her eyes, Tianming was like a blazing divine light in the sky. It was the springwater he brought that drove away the demon in her body!

Saving the world had always been the best way for Tianming to obtain omnisentient threads. It was more profound than glory. Getting rid of the red dust that had poisoned the entire world was the greatest act of benevolence.

With the first omnisentient thread, came the second. Then a hundred, a thousand, tens of thousands, millions, billions, and trillions! Half a day later, many transmission stones on Ebonia were flashing, a sign that more and more people had escaped the disaster and knew that it was the miraculous genius of the Swordgod Lin Clan who’d brought light into the bloody abyss.

Thus, Tianming’s omnisentient threads rapidly began increasing.

After the first day, he had three trillion new threads, all from normal gods. Their support exceeded his believers on the Sun, and it was just the first day! As the second day passed, more and more people were liberated from their pain and learned of the truth. Tianming had five trillion new threads, and ten trillion additional threads on the third day. From then on, he gained ten trillion threads every day.

On the tenth day, many people saw a fiery object as bright as a nova source in the sky. They knew it was no nova source, but a man with a hundred trillion omnisentient threads. A dramatic change in the cultivation path of sovereignhood was occurring in Tianming's body.

The world was shaken.

"This is crazy!" Upon witnessing the scene, Li Fan's legs trembled and he felt a strong urge to kneel.