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It\'s okay, there’ll be more people during the gathering, so my survival won’t be determined by a single person. I might stand more of a chance. Tianming knew that he would have no choice in the matter, but what would happen to Feiling, Xiaoxiao, Moran, and the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb?

Lin Jianxing also seemed to notice the issue and turned back to look at them. "Who’re they? Your women?"

"That\'s right." Their lives were in Lin Jianxing\'s hands now. If he decides to mess around, I\'ll use my second totemic calamity. Ji Ji and Ling\'er will both use Vaporize and Moran will use her Grand Dao Thousand Words. Tianming prepared himself for a final, desperate struggle. Lin Jianxing was far from Gongshu Ding\'s level, so they might have a chance yet.

Now, it all depended on Lin Jianxing. He hated Tianming to the bone, and Tianming wouldn\'t be surprised if he chose to defile the women as a way to torment him. It didn\'t help that they were quite the beauties. However, Lin Jianxing merely snickered when he noticed their cold gaze. "They\'re all foreign xenoraces. Looks like you have bad taste just like your dad, you shit-eater."

Tianming was quite surprised. Lin Jianxing actually called them shit! Well, not that he was complaining, since it seemed that at least he wouldn\'t be touching them. Tianming signaled to the girls to not follow him, but they seemed determined to not let him go through this alone.

"What’re you thinking about? Come with me! You\'re much more loose than your dad, screwing three xenorace women at the same time. I\'ll bring them to the mausoleum, too, so everyone can see whose bastard you truly are!" Lin Jianxing mocked. Feiling and the others were quite relieved to hear that, and there was nothing Tianming could do about it.

"Let\'s go." It seemed that the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb would have to be left there. Since they were at the headquarters of the Swordgod Lin Clan and there were tall mountains and trees all around, it didn\'t seem like there would be an issue leaving it there for the short term. Tianming still held the ship\'s core anyway, so nobody would be able to move it without great effort and time.

Lin Jianxing brought them to his own divine astralship and didn\'t even bother dragging the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb along. He stuffed Tianming and the rest in a dark room layered with many formations and stood guard outside to ensure that they couldn’t escape.

The divine astralship flew much faster than the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb. It was probably a deific-class ship, about a hundred times the size of Violetglory\'s Kilostar Capital.

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Within the dark room, Feiling massaged Tianming\'s throat with a pained look. There had been a hole there not long ago, but it’d already healed up. "Are you alright?"

"I\'m fine. It\'s just a flesh wound. Both me and my son are fine and as lively as ever," Tianming said.

"I was really terrified, you know. We were far too unlucky this time around," Feiling said, on the brink of tears. Xiaoxiao and Moran seemed just as distraught. They felt completely helpless before the large powers of Ebonia.

"It\'s fine. Flesh wounds only hurt for a little while and are the least of our fears right now. The real challenge will come at the mausoleum. We\'ll be facing off against the giants of the Swordgod Lin Clan."

"What do we do then?"

"Well, things have managed to work out one way or another so far. As long as I\'m alive and you all are fine, no amount of humiliation or torture matters. Once this is all over, we\'ll outgrow these experiences and even the worst memories will fade. Only if we keep living will we have a chance to prove ourselves." Growth came with ever more burdens, and hardship was just a natural part of life.

Flying on the gigantic sword ship was akin to Lin Jianxing riding a flying sword. They were likely flying across the Infinitum Swordsea at the moment. Tianming couldn\'t see what it was like, since the room was completely sealed off, but he could feel the terrifying nova source coming in from the outside.

Relatively speaking, Gongshu Ding\'s territory had a rather sparse nova source concentration, much like the Azurecloud Continent of the sun. The Infinitum Swordsea\'s nova source was more on par with Fushen Valley\'s, so it was on a totally different level. Tianming felt even more powerful traces of the cosmic impulse inside this nova source, and the nova source tended to coagulate into sword shapes, hence the name of the place. It was a boundless sea full of infinite swords! Though, the sharp nova source also put quite a lot of pressure on Tianming. Even in the sealed room, it felt like countless swords were piercing his spine. It hurt so much that it was hard to breathe.

"I’d like to see what the Infintium Swordsea looks like if possible," Tianming muttered. He would only have that chance if he survived and overcame the trials. He could only imagine how strictly he would be restricted when he finally arrived.

Lin Jianxing\'s ship took quite a while to fly across the Infinitum Swordsea, long enough for it to be easily larger than the surface area of the sun when it was still a heliacal-class world. This was what the territory of a super clan was like!

When the ship stopped at its destination, they all grew nervous once more. Tianming heard someone loudly hollering outside. "Lin Jianxing! Divine astralships are prohibited in the mausoleum! Stop now and submit!"

"Has the ceremony started?" Lin Jianxing asked.

"In another half an hour. I don\'t want any nonsense from you! Stop!"

"Apologies, Senior, but this can\'t wait. This matter concerns Lin Mu, so forgive my transgressions. I’ll make it up to you one day. Anything I do today will be my responsibility!"