Chapter 1327 God Beast

1327 God Beast

Mae was shocked.

In the True Marial World, beast taming was very difficult, especially in the higher Heavens. That was because the higher Heaven one entered, the more talented the beasts would become at a rate that was rapid to the Heavens in question.

By the Fourth, Fifth and Sixth Heavens, beasts would have already long since surpassed the Ancestral Grade and have entered the Origin Grades to become God Beasts. The shocking part about God Beasts was that, unlike humans, they were virtually guaranteed to reach their potential. So long as a God Beast was born, so long as they were given adequate time, they would reach the matching Sky God Realm to their Talent Grade.

Simply put, the largest concentration of Sky Gods wasn't within the human race, or other humanoid races, they were most definitely found within the beast races.T/his chapter is updated by nov(ê(l)biin.co/m

Of course, beasts couldn't just dominate the continent because of precisely that... there were many races among them as well. They might have the largest number of God level existences, but it didn't matter much due to the fact they weren't united. Expecting beasts to be united was similar to expecting all the Sects and Clans of the human and humanoid races to also be on the same side, it was ridiculous.

Even so, the Fourth, Fifth and Sixth Heavens had no notable beast tamers among them, that was because it was far too dangerous. If a beast came across a human using a beast as a pet or a mount, their first reaction would be immediate hostility, even more so than if they just came across a human normally.

The beasts might not be united, but they were one entity when it came to their hatred of beast tamers.

The only notable beast taming Sect in the whole of the True Martial World was one of the supreme rulers of the Ninth Heaven, one of the Nine Powers that laid claim to all the best resources and talents of the True Martial World. Only they had the cachet necessary to do such a thing.

In reality, he was thinking about how novel this situation was. He had never been on a battlefield like this before, at least not with support to his back. The closest thing he could remember was when he had fought against the Martial Gods all on his own.

That feeling had made his blood boil. Relying on nothing more than the blades in his hand and the thumping of his heart to drive him forward, nothing could stop him.

He suddenly felt that Corps Formations weren't his style... He yearned for the day he wouldn't have to rely on such a thing at all.

Ryu closed his eyes for a moment. Breathing the foul air of the Nether Realm, his body should have felt uncomfortable, but he actually felt at peace. He wondered if he would find his father here...

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open and the garbage units found themselves standing at attention. Their fear and trepidation was washed away by a mighty tide.

Tattoos flashed across Ryu's skin, flickering in and out of existence in complex, swirling patterns that held the vicissitudes of an ancient aura.

The clouds above suddenly rumbled.

One after another, the members of his army swallowed the pill Ryu had given them. A large cloud of qi surged in from all directions, forming nine mighty golden pillars that rose around the army, piercing the ground and rushing up to the skies above.

"Charge."