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

Lin Su had omitted the crucial detail.

Namely, the advancements of these six young beasts within the Heavenly Rank Secret Realms would receive substantial support.

Simply the Time Secret Realm under the Time Master's control would enable Qiuqiu to fully inherit the Time Pavilion.

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

Moreover, this could propel him toward achieving the mythical Beast Tamer rank.

Stockpiling more resources prior to heading back to Blue Planet carried no downsides in terms of readiness.

"I see." A spark of understanding lit up Ji Qinghuan's expression.

With the formidable exotic beasts from the South Desolate Domain confined in the West Profound Domain, this moment truly presented the ideal opportunity to slip into the South Desolate Domain.

Even without uncovering anything major, covertly relocating those Heavenly Rank Secret Realms would still grant humanity a vital advantage ahead of the ultimate clash.

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

Lin Su wasn't required to step in just yet; ensuring his safety while he pursued avenues to boost his power remained a positive development.

At present, Lin Su's pet beasts lingered at the fourth and fifth levels, but through their six-dimensional synergy, they could already overpower ninth-level immortals and ninth-level Martial Domain powerhouses.

Should they advance to the sixth or perhaps seventh level, Lin Su's prowess would surge to unprecedented heights.

"Then I'll notify my family and depart right away."

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

Watching Lin Su's departure, Ji Qinghuan's eyes gradually hardened with resolve.

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

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

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

...

West Profound Domain.

Seven ninth-level immortals knelt submissively in front of the Time Master, their enormous forms—spanning almost ten thousand meters—diminishing beneath the Time Master's overwhelming aura.

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

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

The remaining six ninth-level immortals echoed their regrets.

"That's sufficient."

The Time Master responded in a composed tone, its godlike indifference betraying no feelings.

"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 falling short of my caliber, stands as humanity's pinnacle warrior."

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

After a brief hesitation in its speech, the Time Master directed its sight toward the seven ninth-level immortals arrayed before it.

"Lift your heads."

The seven immortals quivered faintly, raising their heads in awe and zeal as they beheld the Time Master.

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

The seven immortals quickly voiced their modesty.

"Do you recall the wager the Martial Emperor proposed to me prior to his end?" The Time Master inquired deliberately.

"Does the King mean that bold assertion... claiming a fresh human would rise to vanquish the King?" one immortal responded.

"Whether it's mere bravado, I cannot say." The Time Master's face stayed neutral, "Yet the Martial Emperor surely possessed some foundation for such words."

"I respect him to a degree, but as the King of Exotic Beasts, I refuse to be manipulated by the Martial Emperor's schemes."

Upon concluding its words, a flicker of arrogance at last gleamed in its gaze.

"Did he truly believe that ensnaring 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.

This 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.

Solely a mythic-level Time Master possessed the capability to challenge this prison, though even then, it demanded a full month to dismantle entirely—that formed the core of the Martial Emperor's assurance.

"I lack the means, but you possess it." The Time Master regarded the seven immortals ahead with a trace of subtle intent.

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

"Given your aptitudes, attaining the mythical level lies within reach."

"Provided ample time, such elevations occur effortlessly."

"Once several of you reach mythical level 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 fiercely as they traded looks, their eyes alight with thrill and incredulity.

The King... intended to aid their ascent to mythical level?!

"You wonder why I harbor no fear of your potential rebellion against me?" The Time Master held a steady stare, as if piercing the faint doubts lingering in the minds of its loyal followers.

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

"The centuries of temporal acceleration fueling your breakthroughs rely entirely on my time rules."

"Post-breakthrough, your strength shall be genuine, yet with one mere thought from me, I can reclaim those centuries via my rules, plummeting your levels in an instant."

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