Chapter 3868 - Birth of the Violet Inferno Marshal

"It’s all you’ll ever need, and it’s inexhaustible." Smiling, Wudi put the Flameyellow Coffin to full throttle.

The three men soon entered the fusion formation through the Voidsky Flame Pillar at the center of the Sky Palace Formation. Tianming immediately opened the fusion formation and sent Long Xing, still within the coffin, into the formation!

"Long Xing, Uncle Wudi is going to pour you out," said Wudi.

"Uncle? How can he call you ‘uncle’ when he's several thousand years old?" Tianming tutted. His godfather was truly shameless.

"Age has nothing to do with maturity. I could even be your grandfather with my vast knowledge," Wudi earnestly said.

"Well, aren’t you just precocious!" Tianming mocked.

In the midst of their conversation, Wudi was suddenly startled. Staring in the direction of the coffin, he exclaimed, "Holy smokes!"

"What is it?" Tianming’s gaze landed on the flickering gold and red flames on the Flameyellow Coffin. Some kind of transformation seemed to be taking place.

"A few drops of cosmic god blood merged with the Flameyellow Bloodsoul! A drop also entered both his and his lifebound beast’s cosmic god essence!" Wudi solemnly said.

That was cosmic god blood from the Original Sin Pool, the blood of flameyellow divinities!

"Like you, he’s triggered the bloodline legacy?" Tianming's eyes lit up. That was exactly what he had been waiting for. There was still so much cosmic god blood in the Original Sin Pool; surely it was time to put it to good use!

Long Qian and the others entered the Flameyellow Coffin, but failed to trigger any reaction from the cosmic god blood. Perhaps it was related to the fact that they weren't cosmic gods! And not only had Long Xing received the bloodline legacy, several drops of cosmic god blood had merged with the Flameyellow Bloodsoul. Did that mean the Flameyellow Bloodsoul would transform?

Tianming knew the significance of cosmic god blood legacies. Upon awakening the bloodline legacy, Wudi had gained a 30-crest beast and 30-fold simulacrum, and over time, reached 33-fold simulacrum with a 32-crest beast. Who could predict what his ultimate destination would be? After all, he was named the Flameyellow Imperator!

"I didn't think Brother Long Xing could turn disaster into a miracle after such a severe injury. The question is, can this cosmic god blood break the heavenly shackles that bind him?" Tianming's heart stirred. If so, the flameyellow descendants would have a chance to return to their peak!

"I can't be strong on my own. To bring our race back to the top, we must all grow together...."

Tianming was rather eager. Long Xing was just the beginning!

Right then, two cosmic god essences emerged from the Flameyellow Coffin! Long Xing and the violet titanic dragon stood side by side. It was clear to see that their bodies were drastically transforming, much like Wudi and Qingyu had. Although they hadn’t fused as much cosmic god blood as the father and daughter, Long Xing was a cosmic god with a better foundation.

"Let’s see what happens to the heavenly shackles!" Tianming focused his gaze on their backs, where the conspicuous word "slave” was engraved.

The word itself seemed enraged. Thorny crimson tentacles stretched out, covered in countless blood vessel-like structures that pierced every middlekin astron of the two cosmic god essences. Like a bloodline parasite, the Heavenly Dao was fierce and relentless!

"The life of a slave is all that you’ve known. How dare you even think of breaking free?"

Sinister laughter burst out from the blood-red heavenly shackles, sending chills down their spines. It was as if those blood vessels had pierced their very being. Although Long Xing had remained silent from their transformations' beginning to end, the wills of both man and dragon rapidly rose, a sign of their courage and determination.

Long Xing‘s entire life had been a fight against the heavenly shackles. The cosmic gods of Starmoon Haven were no match for him. If it weren't for the shackles that heavily weighed upon him, how could an unyielding man of extraordinary will be a mere first-level cosmic god?

Tianming watched as both Long Xing and the violet titanic dragon’s middlekin astrons ignited. A savage roar of pent-up fury spanning innumerable years erupted from their bodies. That drop of cosmic god blood had set him aflame.

"Tianming, Emperor!" At that moment, they saw the young man with gold and black eyes in the distance. He had brought Long Xing the light of dawn amid endless despair.

"Imperial tomb! Flameyellow Coffin! The Sun! Imperial star!" What seemed like a dream was now vividly unfolding before his own eyes. Hope fanned the flames that had arisen from an aeon of humiliation.

"Brother!" Their passionate spirits collided, hearts stirred by each other.

"Break!!" Like a spark that started a prairie fire, all of their thoughts, dreams, and aspirations erupted at that moment, shaking the heavens and earth!

The snake-like crimson tentacles exploded and turned into a bloody mist that screamed as they dissipated. The heavenly shackles shattered and a thunderous roar erupted from their bodies. From that moment forth, no man or monster could suppress the unwavering spirit of the young flameyellow warrior!

Fortuna-class nova source poured into the two cosmic god essences. With the power of their new bloodlines, Long Xing and the violet titanic dragon’s middlekin astrons underwent earthshattering changes. The beastface tattoos on the violet titanic dragon’s body multiplied, breaking through what had once been a permanent limit of nine.

Tianming and Wudi cheered at the sight. Their first instinct was to hug each other, but Tianming nearly crushed his godfather, who was simply too small.

Like two vortices, Long Xing and the violet titanic dragon furiously sucked in nova source, allowing their cosmic god essences to heal. Soon, one transformed into an astral giant and the other into a gigantic lifebound beast. Long Xing's hair turned a deep purple and the dragon also experienced significant changes.

"Violet Inferno Marshal..." Long Xing muttered, looking down and examining his body. It was a brand new bloodline that granted him a new identity! "30-fold simulacrum and a 30-crest beast.... Will we continue growing stronger?"

He was ecstatic! The discovery was almost enough to bring the heroic man to tears. Despite being gifted, the heavenly shackles limited his simulacrum and lifebound beast; he was suppressed by those weaker than him.