Beastmaster of the Ages

Those words rang endlessly in the minds of the denizens of Grand Feng. The glee they had felt from before changed into rampant streams of tears. They had mocked Tianming, their benefactor, for overestimating his own prowess. Only just now did they learn that Tianming could easily slaughter them like animals even if he couldn't quite stand up against the Eightpart Pantheons.

"Wait!" Feng Buhuo showed himself and took out a transmission stone. "Li Tianming, our starlord wishes to speak to you!"

"Feng Linxue?" Tianming paused his attack and looked at the figure on the transmission stone. The ice-blue goddess looked at Tianming calmly all the way from Grand Xia Voidback. Tianming lowered his army and the ship to apply pressure. "What do you want? Out with it."

"Li Tianming, let me first thank you for coming to Grand Feng's aid from before. All of us remember your efforts fondly," Feng Linxue said.

"Fondly, you say?" Tianming looked around with disbelief. He wouldn't have known how they really saw him if not for Yin Chen. "Very well, I'll take your word for it. What else?"

"Out of my gratitude towards you, I came all the way to Grand Xia Voidback to beg for mercy on your behalf from the Eightpart Pantheons. An Shen of the ashuras has already arrived here with an advance party. He understands you well and knows that you are not one of the flameyellow divinity and have nothing to do with the flameyellow voidkin either. You just happened to come across their legacies, but that doesn't mean you need to bear their destiny. An Shen values you highly and wishes to talk to you about giving you a position most high in the Upper Star Ruin. He is even willing to help restore your star to the imperial class!" Feng Linxue said in a formal tone.

"An Shen? Who is he and how is he able to speak for the entire Eightpart Pantheons? You would have to get the eight imperators to speak together for it to be remotely convincing."

Feng Linxue remained silent for a moment at the insult. She spoke with a few others before turning back to him. "An Shen represents how well the Eightpart Pantheons regard you. This is the best opportunity for you to opt out and cash in on your efforts. You are a most magnificent talent in this universe, so you should not ruin your future potential for a grudge that is not even yours."

Tianming laughed at the sight of her face. "So, at the end of the day, you still refuse to believe I can defeat the Eightpart Pantheons."

"Perhaps." Feng Linxue shook her head like she was looking at a petulant child. With a strict voice, she said, "An Shen's patience is limited. The Eightpart Pantheons only ever extend the olive branch once. Missing it will be to your eternal detriment. You are about to commit a grave mistake. I have only come here to help you acquire this opportunity because of my gratitude to you. I pray that you will be able to suppress your impulsiveness and see things like a mature genius would!"

"So, your idea of being a mature genius is kneeling to the Eightpart Pantheons, is that it?"

"The strong ruling over the weak is a universal decree," Feng Linxue said with a smirk. "Those that question it have long fallen into obscurity, forgotten in a distant corner of the universe. That's why, please stop your rash actions. There's still time to turn back!"

"Rash actions?"