Beast Taming Patrol Chapter 1583 - 442: Where Is Lin Su?
Previously on Beast Taming Patrol...
"Furthermore, as those territories merge, the Shenwu world's rules appear transformed by the foe, sparking profound shifts!"
Hearing this revelation, the faces of the Time Master and the other six kings twisted in sudden alarm.
Their own rules had evolved into personal paths, woven deeply into their essence, shielding them from outside influences.
Hence, the alterations in Shenwu's rules barely dented their strength.
Yet for the beasts, vast arrays of immortal and emperor-tier rules they had grasped would abruptly cease to function right then.
This struck a devastating blow against the beast faction.
Even more chilling was the origin of this abrupt upheaval.
From whence did those mysterious territories beyond the four domains arise?
"What in the world is going on?!" The Time Master materialized instantly in front of Rong Zun, its golden gaze blazing with fierce rage.
"Heh heh..." Rong Zun's features twisted into a sneer of derision.
Though unaware of the exact events unfolding, it seized the chance to taunt its rival.
"Care to guess?"
"Perish!" The Time Master exploded in wrath, launching a claw shrouded in horrifying Time Skill straight at Rong Zun!
Even before the dreadful Time Skill struck, it reduced all it grazed to Tribulation Ash, hastening decay and oblivion.
Should that lethal strike connect with Rong Zun, the weary beast would crumble instantly!
"You dare!!!"
In that instant, a roar thundered from the emptiness.
The very next breath, a frosty azure claw burst from the void, clashing head-on with the Time Master's assault.
This claw too brimmed with Time Skill, inverting the flow in a flash, restoring the withered and destroyed to vibrant life as if chronology rewound, smashing forcefully against the Time Master's talon!
A chaotic tempest of time erupted without delay.
A cataclysmic gale ravaged all of Shenwu, while at the same instant, a chilling azure aura, every bit as formidable as the Time Master's, strode forth to confront it directly.
Azure dragon horns gleamed with echoes of bygone eras and eras yet to come, encircled by infinite runes that fueled its endless might.
With a single light tap of its azure claw, it traversed the river of time just like the Time Master.
Those azure eyes gleamed with regal chill, and in their central depths akin to the Time Master's, a unique Time God Pattern whirled, distinct from its counterpart.
"You?!"
The Time Master staggered back a few paces, a piercing glint of dread and murderous resolve flashing in its stare.
Right then, it identified the intruder's true nature.
This was the Time-system pet beast that had once stalked it, bearer of the Time Scripture's ancient inheritance!
As true combat ignited, the Time Master's gaze swelled with mounting disbelief and fury.
Remnants of old wounds flooded its mind in that pivotal moment.
The devastating force from the human who maimed it two centuries past mirrored almost perfectly this emerging mythical entity now before it!
"Who... exactly are you?!"
"Spanning eras from antiquity to now, I am Zun!" Qiuqiu declared with soaring pride.
Its proclamation quaked the skies and lands, echoing far and wide.
On this day, it shattered its last bindings, ascending to mythical heights!
"Zun..." The Time Master's eyes narrowed in wary tension.
A fellow Time-system mythical being, akin to itself.
Was this Rong Zun's hidden ace?
"One like you won't suffice!" It uttered with deliberate weight.
"What if I join the fray?"
A silhouette gradually stepped from the nothingness.
Indigo flames evoked a gateway to the abyss, a dread aura laced with annihilation rippling through the ebony robes encircling it.
At its back, a realm of infinite strata unfurled languidly, myriad specters howling as they wove death's essence around it.
Seven ghastly bone crows, sockets aflame with sinful blaze, capered along fettered links.
The sole gleam amid that gloom was the silvery mask adorning this form, its enigmatic rune pulsing rhythmically, each flicker rippling the surrounding void.
"I am Ghost Venerate, sovereign of the boundless inferno!" Ghost Ghost intoned gravely, emerging to fix its sight on the distant King of Death, the mask shimmering with heated warlust.
Path of Death?
Detecting the rival's core path in a heartbeat, Ghost Ghost's mask rune blazed with accelerated fervor.
You shall claim the honor as my inaugural mythical foe!
"Count me in as well!"
Yet another form darted from the layered Hell World trailing Ghost Ghost, its immense force surging outward to dominate the area.
Its colossal frame loomed to eclipse heaven and earth, myriad runes etched on its scales straining to pulverize the emptiness.
Crimson silhouettes flickered into being around it, an inexhaustible horde, their vital forces linking to its own in a crushing deluge.
Its icy crimson eyes harbored a pinpoint obsidian core, a bottomless chasm; after scanning the seven kings present, they settled on the King of True Dragons, drawing that titanic presence into its devouring depths.
Upon reaching mythology, it merged seamlessly with Ghost Ghost, their union now eternal.
Yet facing two at once held no impossibility.
"I am Prison Venerate, enforcer of Hell's Verdict!" Yingying rumbled in a profound tone, its form warping as though gliding twixt illusion and truth, positioning itself squarely before the King of True Dragons.
Bloodline Skill?
An odd path indeed.
A spark of intrigue lit Yingying's gaze.