Beastmaster of the Ages

In a chaotic nebula of clouds, countless celestial patterns condensed into innumerable planetary fragments that drifted about like landmasses in this boundless ocean. It was solemn and majestic, yet bizarre and fantastical.

Every planetary fragment had more than trillions of celestial patterns. They intertwined and combined, producing various effects which all cohesively integrated into an unparalleled super formation!

Few knew that this seemingly endless chaotic nebula of clouds was the outer manifestation of the Upper Star Ruin’s top formation, the Heavenly Dao.

Every single celestial pattern upon it was forged from the wisdom of the ancient flameyellow divinities across tens of thousands of generations. It served as the scales of fairness and acted as the framework of law.

In terms of sheer size, it was even comparable to the Ten Desolate Starforges. Most of the Ten Desolate Starforges’s vastness was just cosmic void, but the clouds were full of matter, showing how immense it truly was.

Its existence was undoubtedly a miracle in this astralscape.

At this moment, the normally tranquil Heavenly Dao suddenly began to ripple. It was like a storm sweeping into this splendid ocean, stirring waves of chaos.

Then, an ancient voice echoed from the depths.

“The Eightpart Pantheons should be grateful to the Heavenly Dao. Without it, we could never have ruled the Upper Star Ruin until now.” At the source of the voice, clouds gathered into the form of a towering, majestic figure.

“Are you implying we would fall to foreign enemies... or to civil strife?” At another location, two more figures manifested. One of them was a graceful figure that was multicolored, as if robed in a flowing rainbow river of stars. The other was pure white.