Chapter 1911
Chapter 1911
As the Flameyellow Coffin was in the possession of the sun emperor, information about the test subjects of the dualgod bloodline, as well as the Li Saint Clan and the chaos skyjail, was out of Tianming’s reach. Either way, it seemed clear that the sun emperor’s goal was to restore the flameyellow divinities to their former glory using the coffin. In fact, he seemed to be making headway on that, considering that Tianming, Qingyu, and Li Wudi were totemancer-beastmaster hybrids.
Interestingly, Tianming’s lifebound beasts had come from his father, Li Muyang, while his bane-rings had come from his mother’s tenth incarnation, Wei Jing. Wei Jing had inherited the bloodline of the Li Saint Clan. While she didn’t bear the Li surname, Tianming believed that she was no doubt a Li Saint Clan pureblood. If the Li Saint Clan really was the product of the sun emperor’s experiments, the sun emperor would have at least played some part in Tianming’s birth, making him part flameyellow divinity as well.
If Tianming got his hands on the Flameyellow Coffin, he would be able to learn more from it. There were a few questions that came to mind, such as who had brought Qingyu all the way from the chaos skyjail to the Divine Moon Realm. If the sun emperor had played a part in that, why not directly bring her to Orderia?
Apart from the matter of the test subjects, Tianming more or less had a grasp on the rest. Qingyu’s old gods’ blood, for instance, wasn’t something that had been obtained from an astralcrypt somewhere. Instead, it was no doubt something from the days of the Flameyellow Imperial Star! Perhaps it could even have come from the coffin itself.
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“If there’s an antidote to that, it might come from the coffin as well.” Without the coffin, the sun emperor might not be that powerful. “Skywolf’s been itching to wage another war. While they’re the stronger force right now, they definitely don’t know that they’re taking on a fallen imperial-class world.”
That was the main thing that differentiated the sun from Violetglory. Violetglory was merely a heliacal-class world, while the sun was the fallen form of an imperial-class world masquerading as a heliacal-class one. Based on how the records spoke of a ninth era, Tianming believed there was far more to its history. He didn’t even know how many years separated the ninth and the tenth eras, the latter of which being the one when the fall occurred.
He took the tome with him, and with that, the left room of the wooden house had been fully explored. Looking around to ensure that that was really it, he went back to the outer room and looked at the painting once more. The vastness of the imperial star once more unfolded itself before him. Both the painting and the tome had taught him of a world that was far superior to Skyway Monostar.
“So, this wooden building that’s stood for millions of years is actually a manifestation of the soul of the sky plunderer race, containing their will. What kind of people were we, to protect the remnants of this world for millions of years?” Instead of the flameyellow divinities, Tianming found that he identified with the sky plunderers far more, even though he was probably a hybrid of both.
There was still one more inner room to the right. “Since the secrets of the fusion formation probably lay in the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, this other room likely contains half of the solar core.” The current heliacal-class astralguard and fusion formations had been made by the sky plunderers. Tianming believed that he wouldn’t have any problems in trying to operate them.
“The Flameyellow Guard Formation’s strength is still uncertain, and the sun emperor has the other half of the solar core. Either way, having half on our side would be a bonus since I still haven’t been able to figure out the formation mechanism in the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb.”
For some reason, Tianming felt incredibly at peace in this building. It felt just like he was being supported by countless ancestors of the distant past. He approached the other door and lightly pushed it open, then a force pulled him right into the room. He felt like he had been dragged into an entirely different world.
“How vast!” The world around him spun and he found himself in a space of white. A gigantic white sphere appeared before him, formed from dense divine celestial patterns. It was the true solar core! Knowing that it had been made by the sky plunderers, Tianming felt much more confident about it.
“Perhaps the old Sky Palace members weren’t able to enter this place at all. The solar core is basically controlled by the wooden building’s will, while the members of the Sky Palace merely serve it. Even after the voidheart worm swallowed up the wooden building, all it gained control of was the Sky Palace Formation.” Perhaps no ‘human’ had ever controlled this half of the solar core before.
He approached the spherical object that radiated a pure, white light that seemed to pulse like a heartbeat. “Huh?!” Looking through the dense divine celestial patterns, he saw a few strands of red light, nine of them in total.
“What’re these?” He stretched his black arm out, looking at them with his third eye. Unsurprisingly, his arm entered the solar core, which was tens of thousands of meters in diameter and had an incredibly complex structure. With a single arm alone, he definitely wouldn’t be able to reach the center of the sphere, but he could see what was there with his third eye. The patterns continued flowing all over, and eventually, he found the core through the gaps in the patterns.
“This is…?!” Tianming’s eyes brightened as he discovered an ancient hunk of ice at the center of the sphere. It seemed completely dormant. Within the ice were nine ancient eyes. It was hard to imagine that the eyes had been there all this time after being frozen in ice. Perhaps they had something to do with protecting the sun.
“All nine of these are Archaionfiend Eyes!” The Plundering Eye on his arm had been made using an Archaionfiend Eye, specifically Wu You’s. So far, he had unlocked two abilities, namely Vitasteal and Fatesteal, but they were still rather weak. He could only use Vitasteal on those much weaker than him, and using Fatesteal came with dire consequences.
It seemed that these were the Archaionfiend Eyes that he needed to nurture his Plundering Eye. Perhaps they were the core of their race. “If those eyes are still usable, this would be a grand haul!”
He didn’t know how many eyes he could assimilate right now, not to mention, he would only be able to obtain the eyes once he had gained control of the solar core. But as long as there was hope, there would be a way. He felt like the tides were finally turning.
But in his optimism, he suddenly recalled the Primordial Chaos Beast dreams. The gigantic black arm with hexagonal scales was an enlarged version of his black arm. He recalled seeing the part where the eye should be. There were countless blood-colored eyes in the center of the giant arm’s palm. While he didn’t know what that really meant, the image still sent chills down his spine.