Beast Taming Patrol Chapter 1564 - 436: Lin Su’s Plan

Lin Su had overlooked the vital detail.

In particular, the advancements of these six young beasts within the Heavenly Rank Secret Realm would gain substantial support.

Merely the Time Secret Realm controlled by the Time Master would enable Qiuqiu to fully inherit the Time Pavilion's legacy.

The impacts from the remaining Heavenly Rank Secret Realms ought to prove equally impressive.

Moreover, this could potentially propel him toward becoming a mythical Beast Tamer.

Stocking up further before heading back to Blue Planet carries no downside in readiness.

"I understand." A flash of comprehension appeared on Ji Qinghuan's face.

With the formidable exotic beasts from the South Desolate Domain confined in the West Profound Domain, this moment stands as the prime opportunity to slip into the South Desolate Domain.

Even without any grand findings, covertly relocating those Heavenly Rank Secret Realms would still bolster the human forces ahead of the ultimate clash.

"Fine, proceed as planned." After pondering briefly, Ji Qinghuan agreed with a nod, "The conflict hasn't ignited yet, so coordinating with the other factions falls under my purview."

Lin Su shouldn't step forward just yet; ensuring his safety while he bolsters his power remains a positive development.

Right now, Lin Su's pet beasts hover at the fourth and fifth levels, but through their six-dimensional synergy, they can already overpower ninth-level immortals and ninth-level Martial Domain powerhouses.

Should they advance to the sixth level or beyond, Lin Su's capabilities would surge to even greater heights.

"Then I'll notify my family and depart shortly."

Lin Su gave a serious nod before disappearing from view alongside the six young beasts.

As Ji Qinghuan observed Lin Su's departure, her expression gradually hardened with resolve.

"At once, call together the powerhouses across the Eastern Extreme Domain and dispatch a notice to the Northern Divine Domain."

"The Martial Emperor has granted us a vital respite."

"Therefore, we need to rally every ounce of our might to confront the looming disaster at peak readiness!"

...

West Profound Domain.

Seven ninth-level immortals knelt in submission before the Time Master, their enormous forms—spanning almost ten thousand meters—dwindling beneath the overwhelming aura of the Time Master.

"Our failure has led to the King's confinement in this place."

One immortal uttered with strain, slamming its gigantic head against the earth.

The remaining six ninth-level immortals echoed their regrets.

"Sufficient."

The Time Master responded evenly, its divine poise betraying no trace of feeling.

"I called you here for a different purpose."

"A single month amounts to nothing more than a fleeting moment for me."

"The Martial Emperor, while inferior to my stature, ranks as humanity's top warrior."

"His sacrifice to secure time for his kind earns him a measure of my regard."

After a brief silence, its eyes shifted toward the seven ninth-level immortals arrayed before it.

"Lift your heads."

The seven immortals quivered faintly, raising their gazes filled with awe and zeal toward the Time Master.

"From the countless beasts in the South Desolate Domain, I selected you," the Time Master declared steadily, "Which means you seven stand as the finest immortals beyond myself."

The seven immortals quickly voiced their modesty.

"Recall the wager the Martial Emperor struck with me prior to his end?" The Time Master inquired deliberately.

"Does the King mean that bold assertion... about a fresh human rising to vanquish the King?" one immortal responded.

"Whether it's bold or not, I cannot say." The Time Master's face stayed impassive, "Yet the Martial Emperor spoke with certain assurances."

"Despite my esteem for him, as the Exotic Beasts' sovereign, I refuse to be manipulated by the Martial Emperor."

Upon concluding its words, a spark of arrogance at last gleamed in its eyes.

"Did he truly believe that sealing me for a month would last precisely that long?"

"Absurd!"

"King!" The seven immortals cried out in awe.

"Will the King shatter this confinement sooner than expected?" one immortal ventured to inquire.

They had attempted it themselves earlier.

The prison stemmed from the Martial Emperor's full exertion in the Martial God Realm, and as ninth-level beings, they couldn't budge it in the slightest.

Only a mythic-level entity like the Time Master could challenge this barrier, though even then, it required a full month to dismantle entirely—that formed the core of the Martial Emperor's guarantee.

"I cannot achieve it alone, but together you can." The Time Master regarded the seven immortals with a subtle undertone.

"Through my mythical-level time system rule, I can hasten your timelines, up to one day mirroring a century."

"Given your aptitudes, reaching the mythical level lies within your grasp."

"Provided ample time, such elevations come effortlessly."

"Once several of you attain mythical status and combine forces, shattering the seal becomes straightforward."

"A month?"

"With diligent effort, mere days will do."

The frames of the seven ninth-level immortals shook with intensity as they looked at one another, their eyes alight with thrill and astonishment.

The King... intends to aid their ascent to the mythical level?!

"Do you wonder why I fear no rebellion from you?" The Time Master kept its steady stare, as if piercing the faint doubts harbored by its loyal followers.

"For when you utilize that Secret Technique, complete dominion over you will be mine."

"The centuries of temporal acceleration for your advancements rely entirely on my time rules."

"Post-breakthrough, your strength shall be genuine, yet at my whim, I can reclaim those centuries via my rules, plummeting your levels back instantly."

"Even at mythical level, nevertheless..." The Time Master's demeanor stayed neutral, "Your fates shall rest wholly in my grasp."