Beastmaster of the Ages

"Quick, look at those three stink bugs!" Many people believed that Tianming and the rest had just lucked out in their discovery of those two good cultivation rooms, which had allowed them to avoid much of the chaos outside.

"That's Luori Yumo! I heard she’s the daughter of some huge figure in Starmoon Haven!" The cult members were respectful and envious of the young scion. Being able to cultivate in a fortuna-class world must be much better than doing so in any Middlekin Star Ruin. However, all of Starmoon Haven's territory was already occupied. While the cult members could visit, they couldn't stay long term.

"She ran into those stink bugs. It looks like there's going to be conflict."

"Conflict? It barely even registers as such. She'll just stomp them flat."

Even though they said that, they couldn't help but recall the sight of Tianming killing Jiang Zhen. His horrible death had clearly had a lot to do with him looking down on his foe. The fact that the three were giving them so much trouble was what made some among the audience think that they weren't really from the Lower Star Ruins. Near the seating area of the Scorchmoon Cult's core members, quite a few overflowers of fourth level and above noticed what was happening.

"Those three came out at the right time!" They had been suffering from quite a headache about the youths in their cults fighting each other. Fortunately, Tianming and the rest were there to divert the attention of the cult members to other things. They finally remembered the existence of the fourth slave faction in the trial.

"Hmph! Luori Yumo won't have any trouble dealing with them," Jiang Linxi said with a glum look. Ever since the incident with Xing Baifeng had begun, she’d been mulling it over. This was a welcome break from all that. "Either way, as long as we get that divine astralship, it won't have been a great loss."

"Will Luori Guiyang and Xing Yue take that ship back to Starmoon Haven?" Chen Chenchen asked in a whisper.

"Even if they do, they’d have to compensate us with adequate resources for the effort. At the very least, it’ll have to be better than the manna shipment that we lost."

Jiang Linxi turned and looked at the Cosmic God Palace, where she saw the nine-headed dragon within. Beside it were ten thousand slaves who were nervously watching Tianming, Qingyu, and Moran's every move.

"Long Qian, how are you so calm even at a time like this?" If Long Qian wasn't panicking, Jiang Linxi would start having some serious worries.

"She's just feigning calm!" Chen Chenchen said. "Leader, you mentioned that even monsters with 50-crest beasts from imperial-class worlds can't defeat second-level overflowers if they're only at the super zenith, right?"

"It's impossible. The only explanation for it would be some kind of mutation. It's possible that he's already an overflower, just with a huge defect in his development!" Even though Jiang Linxi was rather troubled, her confidence was still there. "At the end of the day, a slave is a slave! No matter how they mutate, they can't overcome their absolute limits! Based on his previous performance, he's definitely going to die against a third-level overflower."