Chapter 4075 - Flowering and Requiem

"What the...." Ming Xingwang was taken aback. This was something that even his common sense had no answer for! How could a normal cosmic god possibly gain so much power and cross a few levels in such a short moment to the point that it made even him wary? "This simply isn't possible for cosmic gods!"

The path of cosmic gods was defined by middlekin astrons. One could tell the rough power level of a cosmic god based on the number of middlekin astrons they had, which was directly proportional to their size. Tianming was bound to have much fewer compared to Ming Xingwang, and it was clear from Tianming's size that it hadn't changed!

However, Tianming didn't even bother to give him the time to figure it out. He came charging like a wild beast! With a single move, lightning crackled all across his body. Even though he was clearly a human, his body was as tough as specters' and could even unleash multiple types of abilities, raining down storms of lightning and flame as well as floral, mountain and sea abilities. Ming Xingwang was awed by the sheer monstrosity!

All of Tianming's capabilities were enhanced by omnisentient power, Bai Ling and Bai Ye especially. They got to monopolize all the soul power that came from the omnisentient threads, making them the most potent within Tianming's arsenal!

"Since he's charging toward me, something must be off!" Ming Xingwang's deep experience told him that he did not want to underestimate Tianming. That instant, his five-kilometer-tall body began to expand audibly, down to the level of every single middlekin astron! He shot up to eight kilometers in height, sprouting three heads, six arms as the sixfold hell-ring in his chest revolved. However, he didn't summon his ghoul just yet.

After his transformation, his red hair appeared even more explosive than before. His face seemed to contort as countless spiked scales rose to cover it. Then, a shark mouth surfaced on his mask-like face. His six arms were entirely covered in hooks, while his claws looked like crescent blades!

Such was the sheer physical power of a specter deva. He seemed like a tyrant that could topple all. Not only did he have raw brute strength, but he was also armed with three godshaker-class cosmic relics, one of which was a huge cauldron that hovered around his head, covered in bloody patterns. That was Tianming's objective: the Ninefold Hell Cauldron. It was the most famous cosmic relic in the Ninefold Hellstar and was the core of the fusion and astralguard formations of the world.

The other two cosmic relics were a brush and a book. With six arms, he only needed one arm on each side to wield those relics. The brush actually doubled as a spear of death, covered in skull patterns and colored the pale white of death. The power of death and finality flowed across it. Every wave of the brush caused the nova source around it to be stained gray.

The book, on the other hand, also resembled a heavy tombstone. It was gray and seemed heavy beyond imagination. When its pages were flipped through, ghostly sounds of agony could be heard. Every single page was filled with countless images of death, and every expression of agony depicted within was of a unique flavor of agony.

Tianming had learned about these two relics long ago. They were the Brush of Dead Souls and Tome of Armageddon respectively. The fact that they came as a pair was a rather rare thing. These two relics had been passed through countless generations of people in the long history of the Ninefold Hellstar, having claimed countless lives. Ming Xingwang, armed with one relic in each hand and wearing one on his head, radiated an aura of boundless evil. Yet, all that was within Tianming's expectations.

"The rise of the Eightpart Pantheons had been accompanied by suffering of countless generations of flameyellow descendants!" That was the reason that all flameyellow descendants resented the Eightpart Pantheons to the core. Their hatred had already spurred Tianming to kill eight million people in the Middlekin Star Ruin, and he still remembered their unquenchable rage.

The more angrier they were, the more powerful he was! It was only through power of this extent that true change could be wrought!

While his lifebound beasts bombarded the enemy, he charged and executed two different sword strikes using his black and gold swords. The contrast between life and death was on full display! Bai Ling's infant souls transferred into the golden sword in his right hand as he used it to execute a peculiar move. The sword looked like a rainbow dragon that split into colorful flowers that formed a dragon-shaped path of slaughter! From the Lifedragon came the First Strike, Flowering.

Though the strike seemed brilliantly beautiful, it contained a savage power of soul and life. The undercurrent of destruction radiated out like bright sunrays, causing wilting and crumbling, followed by an immense blast to the soul! The flowers paved the way for the soul to strike! Such was the arcane mystery of the Lifedragon!

The black sword in Tianming's left black arm, on the other hand, executed the strike of the Deathdragon. The move was called Requiem and was the complete opposite of the Lifedragon, ushering a dragon of darkness that packed nothing but blitz, blaze and destruction! The gold sword went for a thrust while the black sword slashed.

"Such power!" Ming Xingwang was completely taken aback. His three left arms held the Brush of Dead Souls tightly before he gave a powerful swing with all he had, painting a stroke of death to block Flowering! When the brush and sword clashed, countless flowers plastered themselves on the path of death, eroding the dead souls that made it up and neutralizing their energy!

With a loud explosion, Tianming's thrust knocked the brush aside and pierced Ming Xingwang's chest. Bai Ling's immensely enhanced soul power blended with totem ki and ushered unthinkable destruction! Ming Xingwang shrieked in pain as white flames burst out all over his body before flooding towards his three heads!

"You!" It took almost no time for him to comprehend the true extent of the soul attack's threat to him. Using his vast experience, he structured his soul defense in a way that directed Tianming's soul power into only one of his three heads on the left, which burst apart completely!

With one strike managing to push the opponent back, Tianming's other strike landed with even more effectiveness. The slash of a dragon of rage came down swiftly! Ming Xingwang endured the pain and growled as he blocked with the heavy Tome of Armageddon. The black sword packed so much force that the tome was smashed straight into Ming Xingwang's other head, causing it to burst! A top elite like him had lost two heads in merely two exchanges against someone much weaker. Tianming's two most powerful moves were enough to give Ming Xingwang quite some grief!

"You are far too weird! How odd!" Ming Xingwang didn't freeze in fear and backed away quickly. His final remaining head glared death at Tianming. "That must be the extent of your tricks, right?"

He meant to say that he had more where that came from. From his expression and the rumbling near his chest, it was clear he was going to summon his judgment ghoul and enter his prime fighting form. At the same time, he took out a bunch of transmission stones. He had initially thought that he alone would be enough to handle Tianming, but the right move to make was to report this to the Eightpart Pantheons!