Chapter 3910 - Bai Ling's Kill

Tianming fought to kill. Bai Ling’s infant souls had fused into the decapath era godswords, which had then joined with the maniverse-class Grand-Orient Sword, creating a lethal weapon.

Clutching the greatsword with both hands, he charged toward the two opponents. His imposing might was immediately obvious.

“There’s something wrong. Be careful!” Baili Liuyan immediately dropped his mocking tone and entered combat mode. Though it was their first time encountering someone whose appearance didn’t match their strength, their reactions were quick. Both promptly summoned their totems.

As totemancers in Saturatia-49, they were in a rather awkward position, hence their eagerness to bootlick the powerful.

The two brothers both had celestial being totems. The first, the whiteday gate deity, was a giant white god radiating brilliant light. There were nine in total. The other brother’s was the darknight gate deity, which was identical to the whiteday gate deity except that it was black.

The celestial being totems resembled real-life ancient powerhouses. While they were similar to cosmic gods, their nature seemed even more profound.

Once the two great totems emerged, the two tenth-level overflower brothers were definitely much stronger than Zhantian Feng, who had been an eighth-level overflower.

Back when Tianming had defeated Zhantian Feng, he’d relied on the power of the masses. Now he wasn’t, which highlighted just how much progress he had made.

The brothers also wielded ferocious swords that were as wide as gates. When they performed their sword arts, the whiteday and darknight gate deities would also use totem battle arts to enhance their lethality.

The totems’ bodies distorted as they rose in simulacrum, finally stabilizing in form when they reached the 30-fold simulacrum. They had transformed into multiple divine gates that revolved around the two brothers.

Several of them also shot out to seal off the area around Tianming, completely trapping him!

“You’ve got some skill, but not enough,” Baili Liuyan sneered, controlling his whiteday gate deities as he swung his sword at Tianming.

“30-fold simulacrum?” Tianming hadn’t expected that just two orbiter geniuses would actually surpass geniuses from fortuna-class worlds! A 30-fold simulacrum meant the two were guaranteed to become cosmic gods, and that their raw talent alone far exceeded that of Yanri Shuang!

Tianming himself had just reached that benchmark as well.

Still... their totems are terrae, which Bai Ling’s attack targets. I’ve now become the perfect counter to totemancers!

Tianming sneered. He didn’t let Ying Huo and the others use their divine abilities, but rose to the challenge with solely his totems.

With one slash of the Grand-Orient Sword, five stargates of the Desolation Stargate Sword Formation opened on the edge of the Grand-Orient Sword. Saturatia-49, the Ninefold Hellstar, Granddream Rebirth, and other celestial bodies formed stars of sword ki that rumbled forward.

Unlike before, each of the maniverse-class stars now had thick white mist enveloping them, which was the physical form of the lethal soul attack component.

With a flourish of his sword, Tianming sent a storm of sword ki and soul attacks crashing down upon his two enemies.

“Break!” The two hundred-meter-tall giants swung their swords. In fact, their divine gates even bore some resemblance to Tianming’s sword attack.

The clash of gate vs. gate deity and sword vs. totem happened in an instant!

“AHHH—!!” The moment the Grand-Orient Sword met the totems, Bai Ling’s destructive power stabbed into their brains. Their bane-rings and brains were immediately shredded apart, turning into a mist of blood.

The two headless, hundred-meter-tall corpses dropped to their knees, already dead. The grudge over the destroyed little beastball had finally been avenged.

“With two soul-type Primordial Chaos Beasts, killing those two was too easy.... I can probably even take on a minor-zenith overflower enemy now?” Tianming mused. For an astral god, being able to cross six, or even seven levels in combat was terrifying.

“Still, those two were only bottom-tier talents in the Ancient Flameyellow Ruins. Against the truly top-tier maniverse-class world geniuses, it’ll be good if we can even cross six levels. Their lifebound beasts and simulacra are very advanced,” Bai Ye said with a pout.

“If the opponent’s a totemancer, I can kill them all... so long as they aren’t a cosmic god,” Bai Ling coldly said.

That was what made Primordial Chaos Beasts so terrifying, and they were still growing.

“What I’m still lacking, compared to the Eightpart Pantheons of maniverse-class worlds, is cultivation!” And the key to that weakness was the little beastballs.

“No choice. Time to continue the defence of the Little Beastballs!” After Tianming killed the two brothers, he noticed that the little creatures were looking at him a little differently. That was a good sign!

“However....” Just after finishing the fight, Yin Chen had informed him that more people had been drawn over. It wasn’t Chu Xuan’s group, but some specters from the Ninefold Hellstar’s orbiter worlds. “As this place starts glowing brighter, more and more people will start coming in....”

What was Tianming to do?