Chapter 1089

While Tianming's Lifesbane Will didn't grow during this critical time, his Imperial Will was getting a huge boost. Every single lifeform's desire to survive was boosting its growth, and the growth of either of Tianming's wills would allow him to wield even more power. He felt like it was enough for him to make another jump in his cultivation! While there wasn't any stellunar source here, he had six stellunar pills, which were the distilled essences of a stellunar source. They also had extra effects from the brightmoon fruit to boost their effect.

Tianming consumed two of them and gave Ying Huo and the rest one each. Boundless energy flowed into their bodies and Tianming almost exploded from the infusion. That was why divine pills were much more precious than divine artifacts. Using them in a pinch could completely change the situation.

Tianming had gained so much more control after the growth of his Imperial Will that he felt he could break through two levels at once to reach the Heptaglory Sky level right away. But as he only had six stellunar pills with him, he could only make one breakthrough for now, with no energy left over to extend the range of the decapath era godswords, and that was especially the case with how weak the spiritual energy of the Flameyellow Continent was. Either way, it was still a much-needed boost in this situation.

Having broken through and by receiving the benefits of the orderian cauldron, they reached a new peak of power. The injured lifebound beasts found a chance to launch a counterattack. Ying Huo, bloody and battered, fought as the vanguard while Meow Meow struck from the darkness. Lan Huang roared desperately and pushed forward while Xian Xian's spiritform grit its teeth hard and struggled. They were all linked in spirit as they faced the enemies that were attempting to force them into a corner and kill them. The calm before the storm lasted but a mere moment before their rage and power burst forth, supported by the will of all sentient beings of the continent.

"Kill them all!" Tianming's roar reverberated throughout the cauldron. It wasn't just his voice; he spoke on behalf of all denizens of the continent. It was an utter comeback; he paved his way through the ability bombardment of the enemy with his godswords and zoomed toward Prince Fengyue.

"Pave a way for me! Let's get rid of him first!"

Ying Huo and the rest heeded his instruction and dove into the enemies to push them apart with all their abilities. Death Inferno, Skyscorch Featherblast, Cosmic Lance, Misty Hellthunder, and even Lan Huang's Astralfiend's Sword slammed gods aside. Xian Xian's Trisoul Fiendsong and Evernight Curse made it even easier. The weaker ascendants there were already falling asleep or going berserk and fighting each other. Bodies fell from their ranks like flies as their eyes widened in disbelief. Though they still looked proud and arrogant, they were being slaughtered like livestock. Only when flames or lightning tore through their body did they learn the taste of impending death.

Tianming pierced through the darkness straight toward Prince Fengyue. His swords glowed brightly, reflected by his black and gold eyes as he unleashed terrifying power into the prince's body. All ten godswords pierced toward him in a circular arrangement, exploding with power. Prince Fengyue never could have expected that a person's divine will could grow at such a rate mid-combat and even aid in a breakthrough. However, he wasn't fearful since he still had numbers on his side.

"He'll be running out of steam soon! Everyone, encircle him with me!"

Apart from the dead Huiyue Tianhong, there were six other city lords, three of whom were tenth-level ascendants. They all joined Prince Fengyue, who smiled as he brought his weapon wheels together and spun them quickly. An overwhelming sword ki began to gather and fuse into what seemed like an entire mortal world as it fell on Tianming from above. He used Windgod in his left hand to execute Three Myriads' Wind and Moonshade to use Primal Moonblade. One move served to confuse, while the other struck hard. They worked with such complex harmony that it didn't seem like there was any opening at all. The near hundred elites around him also used their most powerful battle arts. Yet, like a monster, Tianming didn't evade any of them and merely burst through.

"I want you all to die!" His savage voice shook the cauldron as he lashed out from the darkness. The Grand-Orient Swords and decapath era godswords caused countless moon sword ki to manifest, swallowing up countless totems. The next instant, the moons fused together into one unparalleled strand of sword ki that glowed so bright it was blinding as it shot toward Prince Fengyue. It looked like Seaborne Moon and Sights Across Shores were being executed to their ultimate form.

The strike instantly connected, shattering the 'world' formed by windstorms and moonlight, completely piercing through it as it crushed Prince Fengyue's totems. The pain he finally felt wiped the smug smile off his face. Now all of his totems were heavily damaged, a sign that Tianming was in a whole other league than he had been moments before. The prince didn't even have a chance to react as Tianming appeared right in front of him and swung his sword toward his neck.

"Buzz off!" the prince yelled as he blocked with both weapons. The clash sparked brightly and sounded like an explosion.

"Next!" Tianming yelled, venting the rage he felt. Prince Fengyue watched as his weapons snapped from the impact; while the Grand-Orient Swords' divine patterns weren't complete, they were still far more durable than Moonshade and Windgod.

Hundreds of others witnessed the sight. First, they heard the prince's pained cry. Then, they saw Tianming's swords crush his weapons and bisect the prince from top to bottom, abruptly cutting his cry short. The prince didn't even get to say any last words as he died, filled with terror and denial. The rest felt like they had been struck by lightning. Though the prideful smiles lingered on their faces, color had entirely drained from them.

"Prince Fengyue was killed...."

"What’s going on...?"

Chaos and confusion spread as they saw the white-haired youth covered entirely in blood turn back towards them. His eyes glowed like those of a lion looking at prey.

"You could’ve just brought me back to the Divine Moon Realm, but you had to go out of your way to kill millions while you were at it. Why’d you have to force me to go to such lengths?" he said, his expression demonic. "You said that I shouldn't have messed with you, yet you were all too eager to mess with me. Why push me into a corner and give me no choice at all?"

Tianming had already surrendered before the fight began, yet Prince Fengyue wanted to kill a hundred million people, as well as his lifebound beasts, as Tianming's atonement. He wanted to relish in inflicting pain on him, only to end up being killed himself when he could have quit while he was ahead. The remaining seven hundred or so people watched him with a terrified look.

"Those who mock others will be mocked themselves. Throw your pride away. You won't need it when I let you taste what the 'world below' has to offer!" Tianming went on the assault with his beasts once more.

Panicked, the remaining elites went astray. "Charge out! Break open the cauldron's lid!"

They flocked toward the top of the cauldron. The orderian cauldron's lid shouldn't be that hard to break, especially during the very start of the fight when the prince had a thousand people with him. Tianming wouldn't have been able to stop them from escaping. Yet Prince Fengyue had fallen for it and wanted to vent his rage for his dead family. Having missed that chance, there wouldn't be any more opportunities for the invaders of the divine moonrace. Tianming had shown all ten of his totems, and he wouldn't allow anyone to live to tell the tale. He wouldn't even let a transmission stone escape!

What followed was a complete massacre. It was one against seven hundred, but wherever Tianming swung his sword, corpses fell to the bottom of the cauldron, their eyes widened at the shock of their untimely death. No trace of mockery remained.

The disorganized divine moonrace wasn't able to work together to break the cauldron's lid. There was complete darkness within the cauldron, and the only thing one could hear coming from within were cries of despair and desperate pleas for mercy. Tianming knew how cruel the divine moonrace could be, and he knew there was no running away from this fight.

"Mercy toward my enemies is cruelty toward my friends. Hence, you shall all die!"