Beastmaster of the Ages

From the look on Mister Taihe’s face, one could tell that he didn’t think too much of Tianming. He was merely a miraculous brat who killed Ba Xiao and Su Tian. The fact that Tianming’s complex sword art could easily be neutralized by Mister Taihe meant that he was in critical danger. Right then, a red thread appeared behind him!

”Why don’t I weave some clothes for you using Bloodweaver with your flesh?” Demoness Yin’s voice rang across his ear. Bloodweaver was the name of her fortuna-class artifact and the red thread was part of it. The needle that was shrouded in loops of red thread instantly flared out, creating a large ball of bloody yarn behind Tianming. The attack was swift, accurate, and harsh! The needle emerged from the ball and pierced Tianming’s shoulder, digging deep!

”Ugh!” Tianming’s face paled from the pain. Fortuna-class artifacts no doubt had cosmic impulses as well, ones that couldn’t be found on sixth-class worlds. Its destructive force entered Tianming through the needle and thread, spreading mists of blood into every single pore and orifice of his body. What came next was blinding pain! ℯ

Every single astron was being corroded by the bloody mist, draining away his omnisentient power in the process. What was worse was that the Bloodweaver treated his body like a piece of cloth. The needle pierced Tianming again and again, drawing the thread along with it. The bloody thread looped around his shoulders over and over!

The pain he felt throughout the process could be compared to what the bonegnaw ants could do to normal gods. It was probably even worse than Xiaodao’s Xiao Nu Gourd. Even with Tianming’s strong will, he couldn’t stop himself from groaning in agony.

Had he been facing Demoness Yin alone, he probably could have shaken off the cosmic artifact, but Mister Taihe kept attacking him as Bloodweaver attempted to weave his body like cloth! Not even Yi Daiyan would be able to fend off two powerful enemies like that at the same time, right? Wave after wave of critical attacks came. The two foundationeers turned their attention to Ying Huo and the rest as they rained down attacks on them.

Demoness Yin began chuckling as Bloodweaver rapidly bound Tianming. ”Just you wait. Big Sis here is a refined woman of culture. I’ll make you a most beautiful set of clothes, weaving your flesh with your blood. You’ll never be able to take it off for the rest of your life.”

The needle and thread flew around Tianming’s body nonstop, piercing him countless times and weaving more and more thread into his body. His astral organs were pierced full of holes and threaded through. He had never been in so much danger. Normal gods would have perished countless times from injuries of this degree.

Mister Taihe looked at Tianming like he would his prey. His attacks intensified, stopping any attempt of his to fight back against Demoness Yin. In but a few moments, Tianming’s body was covered in red threads; he had become Demoness Yin’s bloody cloth puppet. Even his cosmic chart had been forced out. The Bloodweaver was even able to weave through the cosmic chart, spreading Demoness Yin’s energy all across Tianming’s body. He couldn’t even move a single hair, let alone defend against Mister Taihe!

It was all over! Anyone who saw the scene couldn’t possibly think that Tianming could turn this around, even those in the Sky Palace Formation. They knew that the gap was far too large. Tianming had done everything he could, but the gap of a few thousand years in cultivation wasn’t something that could easily be made up for.

However, right when the nightmare was about to come true, Tianming gripped the Grand-Orient Sword and continued struggling. There was a look in his eyes that showed that he had yet to give up, even as the needle emerged from his eyeball and weaved it shut!

”Kill! Kill!” His body was stiff and out of his control. Blood flowed without end. But alas, there was only a single thing he could do as the spiritual support of the Sun. He could do naught but fight! The only thing that could stop him was death, and he would do it anyway! Even after being pierced through countless times, the desire for victory and triumph had never faded from his eyes. He hadn’t felt a single trace of fear.

Demoness Yin’s eyes seemed a little shaken at the sight of such a tough young man. She knew how brightly he was burning. Had she been younger, she might have fallen for him, but she was far from the maiden she used to be. Not to mention, Tianming had ruined so much of what she’d attained over countless years. Her admiration wasn’t enough to offset her resentment.

”Alright, enough!” Mister Taihe punched Tianming into the ground, almost completely shattering his astral body. Demoness Yin appeared above his head and pulled the threads tighter. Every single thread wriggled around his body like a worm, binding everything tight, from his body, astral organs, cosmic chart, and down to his last hair! Even his astral brain and lungs were covered in threads. He couldn’t even breathe or change the look in his eyes under the complete and utter domination of Demoness Yin.

It had taken Demoness Yin and Mister Taihe’s combined effort to completely subdue a youth around a century of age. Their expressions were rather interesting as they looked at Tianming, who was completely bound.

”To think that the Infinitum Mundus could produce such a person.... How truly rare,” Mister Taihe said, furrowing his brow. He turned to Demoness Yin. ”You’ll benefit greatly from this one.”