Chapter 4549 - Peace
Chapter 4549 - Peace
This battle had been fraught with twists and turns, yet in the end, it concluded in a resounding victory.
Yet, as the focal point of everyone’s faith, Tianming himself did not fully relax. “I need to go to Deva Imperius... and bring Zi Zhen back.”
With that thought, he brought Huang Qi and Little Fish into the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, which soon entered the Flameyellow Divine Path.
Along the way, he asked Huang Qi, “Huang Qi, who was that streak of rainbow light on the horizon earlier?”
She gave a disdainful smile. “I don’t know.”
Tianming sneered. “You’d better be honest. You played a part in Shen Wu’s refinement. We know, and the others will know it too. If you don’t help me, no matter which side wins, it won’t end well for you.”
She fell silent for a moment.
But soon, she shook her head. “I truly don’t know. But whoever it was, what you face next will be the greatest danger yet. Shen Wu acted on her own, hoping to seize merit through the Heavenly Dao... frankly, it was arrogance.
“Now that she’s been refined, the remaining ones will understand your current level of strength. You’d best prepare yourself.”
Tianming nodded.
He knew that killing Shen Wu was only the beginning.
There were still One, Two, Three, Four, Six, Eight... the pressure ahead was immense.
In simple terms, aside from Shen Wu, Huang Qi, and Tian Jiu, there are still six enemies left.
He kept a clear count in his mind.
Di Yi was still locked in a stalemate with Little Feng.
Dao San and Jie Ba remained in the Realm of Chaos.
As for Two, Four, and Six, who knew which had already awakened?
Tianming felt a trace of relief. Fortunately, Shen Wu acted alone and was refined first. If she had attacked together with the others later, that would’ve been far more troublesome.
He shook his head, setting those thoughts aside for now. At present, the remaining Aeternal Beings had yet to fully awaken. With Shen Wu as a cautionary example, they were unlikely to attack recklessly again.
For now... there should be a period of peace.
With that in mind, Tianming returned to the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, preparing to head toward Deva Imperius.
He let Ying Huo and the others roam freely within the tomb.
Then, taking Little Fish with him, the two of them entered a private chamber.
Finally, they were alone.
Moran’s sisters could no longer hold themselves back and emerged all at once.
In an instant, Tianming found himself surrounded by a chorus of graceful figures, each one elegant, slender, and breathtakingly beautiful.
They were all overjoyed, yet also filled with guilt.
“Tianming, we’re sorry... we left without telling you and made you worry...”
“Tianming, we won’t leave again.”
“Thank heavens you’re safe... otherwise, we would never forgive ourselves...”
Listening to their gentle, emotional words, Tianming smiled and embraced them one by one.
“It’s alright. I understand you only wanted to help me. But from now on, I’ll stay with each of you, always. None of you are allowed to leave.”
Only then did their emotions finally break free. Within the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb that was now like a home, they wept, their tears deeply moving.
After being apart for so long, their longing for him had become impossible to contain.
Moran lowered her head slightly. “Tianming... let us dance for you again.”
Her lips were softly pursed, her eyes like painted jade. A dark green gown draped her delicate, graceful figure.
At her lead, her sisters gathered around him, their gazes filled with affection.
Music rose, and their dance began, flowing without end.
Looking around, Tianming felt as though he had stepped into a living painting. The graceful figures moved like celestial maidens, creating a scene of indescribable beauty.
Within that room, he could feel the full warmth of all fifty of them.
They had followed him since the days of the heliacal-class Sun.
Along the way, he had sensed their uncertainty about where they stood in his heart.
But now, everything had finally reached fulfillment.
Such feelings were beyond precious.
Halfway through the dance, something stirred within him. Rising abruptly, he pulled Moran into his arms. Her body softened instantly, resting against his shoulder.
“We haven’t finished the dance...” she murmured, her cheeks faintly flushed, her breath warm.
Tianming smiled, entranced. “There’s no need to finish. Our feelings have no end. And that is what makes them beautiful.”
As he spoke, his hand moved to loosen the sash at her waist...
All the longing accumulated over the years ignited into a blazing, fervent fire.
***
At the same time, at Deva Imperius, news of Tianming’s alliance with Tian Jiu and their successes of first slaying Imperator Shen, then eliminating Shen Wu, had already spread across the devas’ imperial-class world.
Previously, many cosmic gods from the five-pantheon alliance had still been resisting stubbornly.
But when news arrived that both Imperator Shen and Shen Wu had fallen, those remaining cosmic gods were struck with overwhelming shock and plunged into a bottomless despair.