Beastmaster of the Ages Chapter 1858 -Executing Heaven’s Justice

Chapter 1858 – Executing Heaven’s Justice

Right as Weisheng Yin was about to take action, a shattering sound came from behind him. Turning back in a hurry, he saw a flash of light shoot past the cloudy divine wonder.

“This is?!” He evaded it quickly and blocked with his divine wonder, forming it into a shield in front of him, yet it immediately shattered. He couldn’t even clearly see what it was, but he knew it would be fatal.

“Huh?” Just like that, Weisheng Yin was sent flying, or rather his head was. His body was still standing on the battleship. He could finally see it as his head was rolling about in the air: the thing that had killed him was a transparent sword-chain—the Godsin, also known as Formless Minor, was a formless, invisible sword that could kill in a flash! Weisheng Yin didn’t even have the time to cry before his mind expired. He passed at the precipice of realizing what had happened to him.

When his head fell back to the ship, Weisheng Xi shrieked as she fell into despair. “Dad, save me!” She charged toward the dreamless celestial emperor, forgetting that he was still waiting for her to help him.

“Little Sister! We know we wronged you! Dad and I will apologize to you when we go back! Please spare us! We’ll serve you from now on!” Weisheng Xi still managed to retain some of her wits as she tried using their familial relations against Weisheng Moran. “We’re family, right? Without dad, you wouldn’t be here. He gave you life and treated you rather well, didn’t he? Unlike the other forty-nine, you have a soul. That’s why you barely suffered while growing up, right?” When death came knocking, she felt like she was turning pale. Her lips shuddered as she continued blabbermouthing on. In fact, she even gave up all resistance and knelt toward Weisheng Moran, knowing that Tianming wouldn’t kill them if she spared them.

“Family… Daddy….” The words incited a struggle in Weisheng Moran’s expression, but that was soon replaced by an even greater hatred. Weisheng Xi was shameless enough to weaponize the concept of a family.

“Little Sister… agh!” Weisheng Xi cried out in pain, but her voice gradually softened as her head had been sent flying. When it landed, her eyes were still wide open with unwillingness. A cold, white-haired youth appeared behind her, pointing the bloodied Godsin toward the dreamless celestial emperor. Looking past him, Tianming saw the girl in the storm and felt happy for her. She had broken free of her destiny! “You don’t mind that I killed your elder brother and sister, right?”

“Nope.” She sounded in control, completely unlike a person who was going berserk.

“Will you mind if I take out your old man?”

“Leave the final blow to me.”

“Alright!”

Tianming knew what he had to do, as well as Weisheng Moran’s true origins. “Dreamless Celestial Emperor, the heavens witness all actions of mankind! Eventually, everyone will receive heaven’s judgment. Today, I, Li Tianming, will execute heaven’s justice and send you to the very depths of hell to undergo the most trying tribulations!” There was no need to show any mercy against someone so underhanded, lest they proceed to find another weakness they could exploit. Tianming didn’t intend to give the dreamless celestial emperor time to catch a breath.

Right now, he was being suppressed by all forty-nine divine wonders. With his own wonder whales having been crushed by Tianming’s beasts and totems, it would take at least fifteen minutes for them to reform. Not to mention, he couldn’t budge an inch with Weisheng Moran bearing down on him. The divine wonders she used had been designed by him with all sorts of additional effects, like frost, deceleration, and other control-type effects. Even Tianming had felt the brunt of it just moments before, but now it was the dreamless celestial emperor’s turn.

Tianming wielded the Godsin and came charging from behind. With his sword ki infused in the blade, it was even more powerful than the Grand-Orient Sword. He used Skydragon, Skysword Apotheosis, unleashing a mighty dragon’s cry. Destruction fell toward the helpless dreamless celestial emperor. While Tianming was attacking from behind, the dreamless celestial emperor still wouldn’t stand a chance if he were to attack from the front, either. It was effectively a death sentence for him. He fell into despair, especially after the death of the children he truly cherished.

“Monster! Monster!” he cried out even at this juncture.

Weisheng Moran only grew even more utterly disappointed in him. She felt nothing but hatred for him. “Just die.” Those short words were the final blow that ended this causal chain. As she held him down, the Godsin turned into its chain form, piercing through his body tens of times and turning him into a bloody mess. His organs and limbs had been skewered, and the chain wrapped around him from the outside. The sheer destructive power of the sword ki strands had finalized the death sentence of the dreamless celestial emperor. Even if the sun emperor came to stop the fight, there was no saving him. He was still alive, but it was only a matter of time. They wouldn’t let the final release of death claim him that easily.

It was turning into a nightmare. He widened his bloodied eyes as he knelt on the ground. It was all over; all he could do now was struggle from the pain. Even now, he still struggled like Weisheng Yin had, stretching his hand out toward Weisheng Moran with great effort. “My precious daughter… daddy was wrong…. I shouldn’t have transferred the blood grudge to you. That was the only thing I did that wronged you. Apart from that, I treated you like my most special child. You were luckier than everyone else. Would you really kill me over that one mistake?”

Tianming punched him in the mouth, caving in his face to stop his bullshit. “Ugh I can’t believe I let those words enter my ears. I can already feel the urge to dig your body out for another beating after we bury you when I recall those disgusting words in the future,” Tianming said.

“That’s right,” Weisheng Moran agreed.

“How do you want to deal with him?”

“Give me one of his fingers.”

“Alright.” Tianming didn’t ask why. However, the dreamless celestial emperor seemed terrified. He widened his eyes and looked at his daughter, eyes filled with ultimate desolation.

Godsin’s sharpness made taking the finger all too easy. Tianming tossed it to Weisheng Moran, who seemed to have changed from the unforgivable grudge she held. She seemed a little worried, holding that finger.

“This is a baptism for overcoming your tribulations. You’ll be reborn after this and able to do whatever you want from now on without all this holding you down. Girls should treat themselves better,” Tianming said.

“Wise words, I see. I’ll make sure to write them down,” Xian Xian’s spiritform said.

Tianming had thought that his words did sound rather wise, only for Xian Xian to make a fool out of him. Regardless, Weisheng Moran seemed to understand what he said and forebodingly nodded.