Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery-Chapter 2117 - 2084: The Price Seven Kills Divine Dynasty Must Pay

Chapter 2117: Chapter 2084: The Price Seven Kills Divine Dynasty Must Pay

Many Supremes silently watched this bloody decree.

Even Wuji Sword Venerable, the mortal enemy of the Seven Kills Divine Dynasty, felt that this was excessive at this moment. After all, a glorious Eight Tribulations Immortal Sect took a wrong step and fell into such a state.

Moreover, this procedure was not legal.

Such an edict, in theory, should only be issued by a True Immortal.

A moment of silence.

"Honored seniors,"

"Are you willing to comply with this decree?"

The Fusang Saintess smiled slightly.

The silence of many Supremes was indicative of their stance, but she completely ignored it, determined to thoroughly cleanse the Seven Kills Divine Dynasty.

"...Yes!"

"Your Highness!"

After a long silence, many Supremes bowed in salute.

They did not correct the difference between a decree and a True Immortal’s command; they simply acknowledged it.

The Seven Kills Divine Dynasty, rebellion!

Attempted assassination of the True Immortal!

The crucial thing is that they failed.

Such a crime, if it were theirs, would similarly evoke fury to the point of extermination. This did not touch the political bottom line; it was still within the rules.

"Honored seniors, indeed you are pillars of the nation!"

The Fusang Saintess breathed a sigh of relief.

If these Supremes were unwilling to execute it, even if only three Immortal Sects opposed, she had no recourse but to apologize to the Supreme Great Sun Heavenly Palace and then imprison herself within the palace to quell the fury of these Supremes.

With a layer of separation, there is still room for maneuver on both sides.

Although, the current actions will inevitably invite retribution in the future, and the Immortal Sects involved must pay a price.

In reality, no Eight Tribulations Immortal Sect expressed explicit opposition.

That was enough.

The moment the Empress’s decree appeared and was acknowledged by many Supremes, many terrifying events occurred.

...

Seven Kills Divine Dynasty.

"No!"

"Spare me..."

"I never participated in this..."

One by one, cultivators of the Seven Kills Divine Dynasty were dragged onto the execution stage and had their heads severed by a bright blade.

Cultivators of the Seven Kills Divine Dynasty wailed and screamed, but it was of no use. All were dragged onto the stage for execution.

Regardless of whether they were Harmonization cultivators or Qi Practitioners, or even Supremes, there was no distinction at this moment. One by one, they were beheaded, and the scarlet blood flowed, covering the entire sect gate of the Seven Kills Divine Dynasty.

Many Eight Tribulations Supremes and the Fusang Saintess watched indifferently, their expressions unchanged.

One after another, Heavenly Men of the Seven Kills Divine Dynasty died, and one after another, Supremes of the Seven Kills Divine Dynasty were beheaded, their heads falling, their Divine Souls obliterated by the exterminating divine light, dying like pigs and dogs.

This scene chilled the hearts of many Immortal Sect practitioners.

Even Immortal Sect Supremes bowed their heads at this moment, not daring to harbor any malice, fearing that others would sense it and trigger terrifying misfortune.

Cultivators of the Seven Kills Divine Dynasty perished one after another, and this cold and gradual execution continued for several months without stopping.

In the end, a headless figure and two formidable Sword Dao geniuses were bound by Heavenly Lock Chains, dragged onto the execution stage like pigs and dogs.

"Seven Kills..."

"Void Killing..."

A commotion arose among the Swordsmen and Taoist disciples.

These two were none other than the Eight-step Daoist Seven Kills Sword Son and the Seven-step Sword Son Kongsha Sword Son, especially the latter, who was a core member of the Great Dream Sword Realm within the Time Rift, having collaborated many times with others, fighting shoulder to shoulder many times.

Unexpectedly, because their Supreme took a wrong step and madly attempted to assassinate the True Immortal, they ended up in such a predicament in an instant.

And then there was that terrifying headless figure.

An Eight Tribulations Sword Venerable, bound by Heavenly Lock Chains, was slowly pushed towards the execution stage, his Divine Soul and blood-flesh body both confined, unable to move an inch.

"Old dog!"

"The legacy of our ancestors was destroyed in your hands!"

"How useless you are, why harm us? Mongrel! Old dog!" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

All the cultivators of the Seven Kills Divine Dynasty stared with extreme hatred, venomously cursing and roaring, as the entire sect gate of the Seven Kills Divine Dynasty roared with curses directed at this generation’s Seven Kills Sword Master.

"You old mongrel!"

"Why are you the Sword Master?"

An elder Supreme of the Seven Kills Divine Dynasty howled at the sky, tears streaming down like rain: "How can someone as incompetent as you be the Sword Master of our sect? The master of our sect chose wrong back then!"

"Bringing great disaster to the sect!"

One by one, cultivators of the Seven Kills Divine Dynasty cried out bitterly, their resentful energy soaring to the heavens, almost forming ghosts. If not sealed by the Formation Method, it would definitely give birth to fearful resentful spirits of at least the Seven Steps level.

The Seven Kills Sword Master remained silent, step by step walking onto the execution stage.

"Your Majesty!"

"I confess my guilt! I confess!"

Suddenly, he went mad with struggle, causing the chains in the sky to tighten, angrily roaring at the sky: "Your Highness! I am still of use!"

"Let me die in battle against the Divine Demon Alliance Army!"

"I will burn everything to fight, and can at least take a Eight Tribulations Supreme of the Divine Dao or Immortal Clan down with me on the battlefield! I can still make meritorious achievements!"

"Your Highness!"

He kowtowed to the Fusang Saintess, his cries piercing, blood raining down.

Wuji Sword Venerable and others looked towards the Fusang Saintess.

They were moved, hoping to fulfill the Seven Kills Sword Master’s desire to die, not letting him die in vain here, but at least on the battlefield, the right cemetery for a Sword Cultivator.

Even though the Seven Kills Sword Master made a grave mistake,

Was such a simple request? unable to be satisfied?

However, the Fusang Saintess’s expression remained indifferent, as if she hadn’t heard.

Facing the gazes of the surrounding Supremes, she said blandly: "Honored seniors, all the Eight Tribulations Supremes of the Alien Race Divine Dao across the seven star domains belong to His Majesty; they are His Majesty’s assets."

"His Majesty doesn’t need anyone to seize his opponents."

"The rebel Seven Kills was not achieving merits, but rather seizing His Majesty’s opponents!"

"It truly is the heart of a wolf, dying without pity."

The Fusang Saintess spoke disdainfully, showing clear emotional fluctuation.

The Seven Kills Sword Master attempted to assassinate the Supreme Great Sun Sword Fairy!

How is this different from assassinating her?

Once the Supreme Great Sun Sword Fairy died, she would die instantly too, meaning the Seven Kills Sword Master was trying to kill her!

If not for the surrounding Supremes watching, and the fear that prolonged nights bring dreams, she would’ve preferred to slice the Seven Kills Sword Master into a thousand pieces, tormenting him with the most cruel methods to warn the world about what should or should never be done, even to the extent of preventing any trials.

"We accept our guilt!"

Wuji Sword Venerable and others paused silently, slowly saluting, without proposing any other ideas.

At this moment, they were seniors.

If waiting for hundreds of thousands of years more, beneath the True Immortal they would be no more than ants.

People should recognize themselves, not be confused by temporary power, and not overestimate their positions.

Since Seven Kills dared act against the young True Immortal, this was the price to pay, there’s no need for sentiments of similar kind but only the acceptance of this cold result.