Beastmaster of the Ages

Suishen Hongtian had crossed the line, and the title of ”traitor” was more than enough justification to destroy him.

The redlotus flaregods suddenly transformed as they unleashed their ninefold simulacrum, Flaming Apocalypse. This was the highest fold of simulacrum Suishen Xiyue was capable of, surpassing the Eightfold Simulacrum, Eternal Tribulation Lotus, used by Suishen Zhao.

The ten redlotus flaregods merged into an inferno of apocalyptic power. At the heart of the inferno was a red lotus in bloom, its petals slicing outward like sharp blades.

Beside her, Suishen Jiguang’s aurora nymphs also used their ninefold simulacrum, Everlasting Aurora. The two ninefold simulacrums were on par with and complementary to each other, and their might instantly reverberated across the battlefield! But amidst the chaos, few had time to notice Suishen Hongtian’s growing despair.

”Do you truly mean to kill me?” His eyes blazed as his grandsky world gods used their simulacrum as well.

“There’s no need to ask.” Suishen Jiguang’s voice was icy. “From the moment you attacked me in the Yin-Yang World, the so-called bonds of family and sibling loyalty were severed in a single stroke.”

She would never forget the terror and despair of that day. Now, looking at her vile elder brother, her heart was filled only with loathing, a bitterness that ran deep.

”You wretched vipers, how could you be so heartless? We’re family!” Suishen Hongtian roared, confronting the two of them with everything he had. His sole advantage lay in the Grandsource Imperial Seal and his supposed experience as a major-zenith cultivator. Yet as the battle unfolded, he realized that neither of the women were any weaker than himself. And much less when they fought together!

“You’re both insane! To kinslay is to betray House Suishen! You should’ve informed me of your strength earlier, and together, we could have destroyed Houses Qitian and Yumo!” Suishen Hongtian’s voice was manic, yet neither woman paid him any heed. Their eyes remained cold and their minds were filled with one thought only: Suishen Hongtian must die!

They didn’t just want him dead, they wanted him to die fast. Having trained for this moment, they relentlessly pursued him. No matter how he dodged and evaded, there was nowhere to escape on the crowded battlefield.

“Cursed women! Wretched harpies!” Suishen Hongtian’s face was contorted with rage, but his eyes betrayed the panic within. Glancing around, he saw only loathing in the eyes of those around him. With his son and wife gone, not a single soul in all of Myriadpath Valley stood by him.

Even the eminents who had once conspired with him against Suishen Ranxing had chosen to side with him in exterminating House Qitian!

”Gah! Gah!” Only then did Suishen Hongtian feel as if he had been struck by lightning. He had been forsaken by everyone. But who was to blame?

”No! I’m not wrong! That old bastard forced my hand!” He let out a frenzied scream, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Suishen Jiguang as he ignored Suishen Xiyue and charged toward his sister instead.

”Why’d that old bastard always favor you? Why? What’d I do wrong? I am the eldest! But not only did I lose my place as leader, but I was abandoned by everyone! He promised me that once I returned from the Midsky Well, I’d have a chance to redeem myself, so why go back on his word? Why deny me the opportunity?” His enraged shouts echoed across the battlefield, drowning out the sounds of beasts and divine abilities as countless eyes turned to witness his fall.

“Suishen Xiyue and Suishen Jiguang are attacking Suishen Hongtian!”

“Those two... they seem to have major-zenith power...?”

“Impossible!”

Whether among House Qitian, House Yumo, or even the spectating cultivators of Myriadpath Valley, every face displayed shock at the spectacle. The major zenith was the pinnacle of Myriadpath Valley. History had perfectly recorded the difficulty in reaching it.

Thus, it was unthinkable for the two women to have reached that stage. Especially Suishen Jiguang; just decades prior, she had been in the tenth level of the Foundation stage. People had predicted that, even if she could attain the major zenith, it wouldn’t happen for two thousand years.

“House Suishen has five major-zenith cultivators!”

“House Yumo is left with only two....”

Everyone who witnessed the scene was left in disbelief, House Qitian included. They had fallen straight from heaven to hell. Already devastated by the loss of the Yin-Yang World inheritance, they now faced an insurmountable power gap with House Suishen, a group they had once dismissed as spineless opportunists.

“It’s madness! Madness!”

Some even stopped fighting, mesmerized by the clash of peak combatants within House Suishen.

“So many major-zenith cultivators within House Suishen, and the first thing they do is tear each other apart?”

“It must mean Suishen Hongtian’s actions truly crossed the line. They have no choice but to eradicate him....”

“Could there be some personal grudges as well?”

The crowd was still coming to grips with the idea that Suishen Jiguang and Suishen Xiyue had achieved the major zenith. But reality had a way of forcing belief.

By then, Suishen Hongtian was directing all his rage and resentment at his sister, treating her as his sole focus. He used his Grandsource Imperial Seal to unleash the third fold of the Pentagram Suishen Art. His grandsky world gods formed ten explosive nodes that surrounded the Grandsource Imperial Seal, all aimed at her; it was his killing blow.

“Even if I die, I’ll drag you down with me! I’ll make that old bastard regret today for all of eternity!!” he hysterically roared. Even now, he believed that his siblings were conspiring to shut him out, never realizing that events had long spiraled beyond Suishen Ranxing’s control.

The Grandsource Imperial Seal and the ten totems hurtled toward Suishen Jiguang like planets, aiming to break through her defenses and carve an escape route.

“She’s in danger!” many people gasped, their expressions shifting in alarm as they feared for Eminent Jiguang.

But amid the raging storm, the pink-haired woman tightly gripped her Arctic Crescent, her aurora nymphs standing guard. The power of her totems and cosmoforce surged as she harbored only the deepest loathing. Then she swung the Arctic Crescent out in the third fold of the Twinmoon Suishen Art, Solitude!