Beastmaster of the Ages

Once the Blood Abyss Wargod slammed into the ground, Yin Chen turned its bodies into their spider form and spun an endless stream of webs. Coupled with the roots and vines, the specter was completely bound, and though he could still burn away those bindings with the divine hazards in his body, that would still take time.

"You dare come after my Ling\'er? You deserve to be killed!" Ying Huo cried as it continued the assault with its siblings. Right as the Blood Abyss Wargod got back up, the prime wonder slammed into him from his left and Lan Huang\'s Primordial Wheel ground on him from his right. With great force, he pushed the Prime Mountain aside with one arm and pressed on Lan Huang with the other, only for fire and lightning to wash over his body.

"Aaaagh!" He felt like he was going insane. Ying Huo had just used its wings to unleash lightning-fast strikes on his back, and they were divine arts from the Ninedragon Tribulation! More holes opened up all over the specter’s body. Even the eye on his chest was charred black from Meow Meow\'s lightning. Yet he stubbornly clung to life! Even if he didn\'t die, he would at least go insane. From the very beginning, the Blood Abyss Wargod had known that the biggest threat came from above. He’d thought that he’d be able to take Tianming on, but the lifebound beasts had caused him to miss his chance. When he looked up, a storm of sword ki was all he could see. "Ugh?!"

Amidst the storm, Tianming slashed with the Grand-Orient Sword while the decapath era godswords formed a sword formation by his side. Once again, he used Imperialdragon Flameyellow Immemorial! With the totems working in tandem, the strike was even more powerful, and the Flint Infernal Impulse inside the Grand-Orient Sword completely took the role of his sword body.

"So many people...." The Blood Abyss Wargod didn\'t just see Tianming. Inside the storm, he noticed the countless angry faces of the denizens of the sun.

"We spared so much effort to rebuild our homes, and yet you want to destroy it all?!" Those were the feelings of Tianming, which his subjects shared. Tianming added another layer of his own rage on top of it, rage at how the Blood Abyss Wargod wanted to disturb Feiling while she still had to struggle within that realm. "You wanted to fuck around, now you\'ll find out! Nobody can save you! So what if you\'re a ninth-level sovereign?!"

His rage blended in with the focused intent of Flameyellow Immemorial, making it even fiercer than usual. The wrath of a ruler would usher in rivers of blood! His supercharged blood-red sword fell, carrying out the sentence of destruction.

The Blood Abyss Wargod attempted to counter with punches and some abilities. Gigantic mirages of his fists shot out all over the place, fueled by a bloody aura as they clashed with Tianming\'s strike. He had chosen to fight to the death rather than run, but he was looking down on Ying Huo and the rest.

Ying Huo\'s Skyscorch Featherblast had gotten quite a few feathers to pierce his body. Lan Huang and the Prime Mountain crashed into him, almost flattening him, while even more abilities pelted him nonstop! His defenses had completely crumbled in all directions, leaving him with no energy at all to fend off Tianming\'s strongest strike. The rage of eight hundred billion people was channeled by a single sword strike, tearing through the Blood Abyss Wargod\'s abilities in an instant!

The huge eye on his chest suddenly widened with disbelief. He seemed even more overwhelmed than the Lungfiend had been, yet this was reality! The cosmic-impulse-infused sword slammed into his fists with full power, causing them to shatter like shards of ice. Then it pierced straight into the head of the Blood Abyss Wargod. Tianming\'s entire body drilled a hole straight through the gigantic head of the specter and burst out of it where the eye was on the chest. The undying specter giant was almost instantly reduced into powder from the totems that rampaged inside his defenseless body. All that was left of the Blood Abyss Wargod was a bloody mist and countless bloody crystal shards.

The leader of the Voidsky Organization had perished at the hands of Tianming and his believers. It was the fall of a mythical figure in his own throne of power, the Eye of the Blood Abyss! The bloody mist eventually scattered, sealing the fate of the Blood Abyss Wargod for good. Tianming put away his sword and watched as the mist gathered one last time to form a gigantic face, the lingering soul of the Blood Abyss Wargod.

"Li Tianming, you’ll never escape our grasp! True disaster awaits you..." he bellowed, still dissatisfied with how it all ended.

Tianming merely shrugged.

"Aaaaaaagh!" Countless baleful souls surged toward the mist, tearing away at what remained of the Blood Abyss Wargod\'s soul in karmic fashion. It was finally over.

"A ninth-level sovereign... haha...." Tianming called his lifebound beasts back. There were still enemies remaining, so this was no time to celebrate. With the death of its owner, the skypiercer-class divine astralship that was thirty times the size of normal ones lost control and began falling toward the sun. Tianming found the core of the ship in the Blood Abyss Wargod\'s spatial ring and immediately put a stop to the fall before it reached the flaming clouds.

"Tomb!" The damaged ship returned to his side right after he summoned it. He stepped into it and charged out of the flaming cloud area.

"The Blood Abyss Wargod is dead! Ling\'er, wait for me to wrap up some loose threads. After that, I\'ll come straight to you." His state of mind fluctuated between warm gentleness and bloody gore.

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"Clap, won\'t you? What\'s with the blank stares?" Wudi said to the other three sovereigns within the Divine Sun Palace.

"This...." Even Sovereign Brightscorch seemed to have lost it.

"Snap out of it. There\'s no better time than now to announce the news! I’ll be pulling the flaming clouds away later to let everyone see my son take care of the remaining generals of the Blood Abyss Wargod!"