Beastmaster of the Ages Chapter 1993

Chapter 1993

Even at this moment, the charred black sun emperor was still chattering away. His words sounded tender and sincere.

Whore you trying to trick? Half of your sons died and you didnt even blink! Youre probably just playing the family card because you’re scared of death, right? I dont want to have any relationship with you any longer, so return my dad to me today! Qingyu was in the storm of baleful spirits not far from him. The dad she dearly missed was right there at the Flameyellow Coffin.

She couldnt stop the tears from falling as she looked at the red-haired man. There were two people carrying the coffin. The sun emperor was in front and everyone was gathered around him while the person behind had his head lowered and no one around him. However, he was contributing just as much power.

You still dont understand.... Yes, I dont like those ten sons of mine. However, its also true that the other me loves you more than his life. Both are me. The sun emperor wryly smiled.

And thats why you used the old gods’ blood to torment me? Qingyu coldly asked.

Look at you now. Was that torment? That was my most valuable item. I had seventeen drops. I used some and gave the rest to the two people I loved the most. Who said I dont have feelings? Haha... laughable! I simply dont want to love too many people. The sun emperor looked up and copper tears fell. The current him looked like a dying hero, giving off an impression of authenticity. However, who knew when a rascal and scoundrel like him was being true and when he was being fake? Qingyu didnt know what to say when she saw his state.

Dont be tricked by him. Even if he treats you well, thats only because your dad treats you well. And today, we want to exterminate the sun emperor while leaving your dad behind. The sun emperor himself doesnt take you as his daughter, Lingfeng said. He had been waiting so that even more baleful spirits could gather. Their density was increasing to an extreme; even a fingernail-sized area of space squeezed in millions of them. Their twisted faces had been compressed to the size of a speck of dust. However, their resentment had become even wilder the more compressed they were.

Even Tianming was startled at how small the black sphere of baleful spirits was.

Kiddo, even if you manipulate that many souls and use billions of the dead, can you challenge the flameyellow divinites greatest creation? Only death awaits you if you enter the Flameyellow Coffin! The sun emperor couldnt endure all the resentment and his expression changed.

Lets try! Lingfeng indifferently said. Youre the culprit that made Qingyu fall into a nightmare for several years. Today is our best chance, I dont want her to suffer anymore. Lingfeng had made many changes for this. He had even sunk into demonhood and become a Primordial Demon.

He had no regrets!

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And this was the moment he would realize his desire. Awaiting him was the Flameyellow Coffin, standing proud and tall like a towering castle radiating gold and red divine light. Lingfeng was merely a demonic will in front of it that was perfectly restrained. However, since he had stepped onto the demonic dao, there was no longer anything that could make him hesitate.

Two men, one old and one young, exchanged looks.

Then a storm of darkness surged into the Flameyellow Coffin! It was where the sovereigns soul was. Tens of billions of baleful spirits made their way in. While the sight was less shocking than the sun piercing Skywolf Frost, it was still chilling. The unique rasping sounds were especially uncomfortable, as if the baleful spirits were directly entering into the listeners ears.

Tianming could only wait now. He had accomplished the first step and even killing the sun emperor now would make no difference. They had to split apart his soul inside the Flameyellow Coffin. However, it wouldnt necessarily succeed.

The only help he could provide was to act as a guardian and stop any celestial orderians from coming, as well as pray for Li Wudi.

Tianming looked at the coffin and saw the storm of baleful spirits swirling around. Even though many had entered, the billions of baleful spirits were simply too many. The remainder were outside, preventing the sun emperor from escaping.

Will everything end if your stepfather survives and we kill the sun emperor? It was a moment when even Ying Huo had to be serious.

Tianming looked up at the sky and shook his head. No, theres still over six billion skywolves. They no longer want to retreat, but instead want to kill their way in and avenge their sovereigns.

They really do deserve death.

Were the skywolves worth sympathizing with? Tianming felt discomfort when he looked at all those baleful spirits as well. He was unable to make a judgment on his sympathies. Sympathy seems meaningless to the universe.

Tianming reattached the Starvore to the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, but didnt take his eyes off the baleful spirits. They were decreasing, which meant more were now inside the coffin.

The coffins gold and red light had also become black.

The coffin that had previously represented righteousness had become corrupted by darkness. The two carrying that coffin had also become covered in baleful spirits. Even the sun emperor could only struggle and roar in the midst of it. He was clearly not enjoying himself, and was even in pain. That was because Tianming had broken his impetus of the sun. He had fallen from his lofty position in the skies and even taken some heavy injuries.

The baleful spirits wouldnt have been able to trap him otherwise.

Tianming stared at him, his heart rate accelerating. He clenched his fists, growing more and more nervous. Is there even a way to deal with it this time?

What?! Meal? Mealtime? Xian Xian had still been stunned when Tianmings words woke her up.

However, the gluttonous fellow had helped break the tension, allowing Tianming to exhale. He looked around with even more vigilance; the Grand-Orient Sword was in his hands, and he was ready to kill anytime! He was truly tired, having been in constant battle since his return to the sun.

Come to think of it, those days he had spent trampling on others and acting cool were rather meaningless and hadnt given him any benefits, but they were still happy times!