Beastmaster of the Ages

The new sun of white, gold, and purple began moving again. It left behind a dim Violetglory, an empty husk with only minimal nova source. Violetglory was relatively further from the Welkin Plane, so it didn’t have any continents below it that relied on its light for life.

“With six times a normal heliacal-class world’s nova source, we’re very near to a skypiercer-class world.” The current sun was close to Bai Feng’s home, Whitechalk.

“Primary still has some nova source, but I don’t know if the Flameyellow Imperial Star can absorb nova source from astral holes.” It required testing. Still, Primary had less than a fifth of a heliacal-class world’s nova source and wouldn’t provide the sun much size. However, Tianming wouldn’t let any amount of nova source go to waste. Nova source was, after all, the number one resource of the universe. It was the foundation of any race or dynasty and its ability to stand the test of time.

By the time the sun reached its maximum speed, it wasn't far from Primary. It started decelerating and soon arrived near Primary.

“An astral hole’s fusion formation has already collapsed. If the sun gets too close, the attractive force of our nova source will make it collapse faster.” That made the migration for the primalwingers require more effort, as more distance was between the two. Fortunately, the primalwingers were happy to cooperate, having always dreamt of a stable new world.

The sun stopped and the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb headed out first. Ahead, the radiant cosmic flower was still blooming. To the universe, its destruction was a beautiful phenomenon. However, the slow death of the world was an eternal tragedy to the primalwingers.

When Tianming arrived at the astral hole’s entrance, throngs of primalwingers were already gathered. They extended their wings and took flight, working together to protect each other. A massive primalwing was formed, protecting them from being torn apart by the astral hole’s power. The primalwingers were very united.

When their overlord saw Tianming, tears fell. “Your Majesty!”

Two short words were enough to show the primalwingers’ conversion. He led many of his fellow primalwingers in kneeling to Tianming. To them, whoever brought them salvation would be their new emperor. Hence, they were all too willing to immediately join the Tianming Dynasty and become one of its core races. After all, they knew of Tianming and Feiling’s relationship.

The primalwingers had over two hundred billion people. When Tianming brought the eye-catching sun over, the Omnisentient Threads from the primalwingers had come too!

The foundation of the sun’s Omnisentient Threads was war.

The foundation of Violetglory’s Omnisentient Threads was glory.

The foundation of the primalwingers’ Omnisentient Threads was gratitude and hope!

They didn’t need Tianming to rise in fame through battle, or for his reputation to shake them. The primalwingers were a race that had lost both their hope and future. Their hearts would lay with whoever gave them a home.

Violetglory was in a safe area and had no enemies, so convincing them to migrate was relatively harder. However, the sun was their salvation for the primalwingers.

When Tianming showed himself, many of the primalwingers had scorching gazes or even hot tears. “From today onward, the primalwingers are willing to shed our lives and blood for Your Majesty! We’ll always follow you and never abandon you! If we break our word, our race will be cast into the depths of hell, never to be reborn!”

After the primalwinger overlord’s declaration, the rest passionately followed.

In truth, the scene far exceeded Tianming’s expectations.

“It simply means that this desire has been with them for generations and has been etched on their bones. When you brought them hope, you became their everything,” Wudi said with feeling.

Tianming nodded. This was their trust and his responsibility. He faced them and spoke majestically, his voice booming, “I, Li Tianming, hereby vow that the primalwingers are a member of the sun. They will enjoy equal treatment to all the other citizens of the sun! I accept your fealty and take responsibility for the legacy and continuation of your race! Rise!”

That was the promise the primalwingers wanted. They had never expected that Li Tianming, who had only recently battled their princess, Ji Lingxian, would suddenly ascend to become the ruler of a star. They couldn’t resist their belief after hearing such an oath and quickly vaulted over the Violetglorians to become even more loyal devotees of his.

The Primordial God-Emperor’s legacy had gained an unstoppable momentum at a certain point. A billion Omnisentient Threads had been hard to gather on Violetglory in the past. However, they had greatly increased in number due to the sun and the primalwingers. The primalwingers didn’t even have two hundred billion people, but they provided him with over a hundred billion Omnisentient Threads, and that number was still increasing.

It was even higher than the celestial orderians.

“I’ve struck it rich.” Tianming now had nearly eight hundred billion Omnisentient Threads. He would hit the big trillion soon.

With the primalwingers, the sun had a population of two trillion. “Although I have almost half of them, there’s still a lot of room for improvement. The Violetglorians, especially, don’t feel that strongly for me yet.” There was a long way to go.

The primalwinger migration finally began.

A civilization's specialty was creating a home for themselves. As long as Tianming provided them the territory and land, they would quickly create a prosperous new world. He didn’t need to worry about that.

“Begin!”

Tianming maintained order during the migration, and many people helped. Those who could fly to the sun on their own flew there on their own. Those who couldn’t were ferried by the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb.

The primalwingers had been preparing for over seven months. They had already gathered their people and were easy to transport. They were also enthusiastic and easy to handle.

One day passed. Two days passed.

Tianming was still very busy, and didn’t even have much time to cultivate. The strength from his cultivation base’s increase was nothing compared to the boost he enjoyed thanks to his Omnisentient Threads. As the primalwingers arrived in their new world, they rejoiced and their gratitude and faith in Tianming increased.

It was slowly becoming like the Myriad Solar Sects, where it was unanimous.

“The primalwingers’ primalwings rely on the Kunlan Realm. I wonder if the Kunlan Realm’s entrance can be brought away?” For the primalwingers, the Kunlan realm may be good, but primalwings didn’t matter when their world was ending.

Within twentyish days, the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, Divine Sun Palace, Primary Sphere, and Violetglory’s two astralships completed the move.

Hundreds of billions of invisible cockroaches were deployed again and swept the astral hole to confirm that no primalwingers had been left behind. Tianming could now begin the next phase while he left the matter of the primalwingers building a new home to the Saintdragon Emperor and the rest to handle.

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Tianming and Wudi moved the sun closer to Primary, and the sun’s spears extended out and entered the radiant cosmic flower. The chaotic nova source quickly surged into the spears.