Beast Taming Patrol Chapter 1572 - 439: Give Me 1 Minute

Previously on Beast Taming Patrol...
The leaders of the martial arts and beast taming factions debated methods for breaking through to Tier 10, settling on assisting Ji Qinghuan's disciple Lin Su, whose legendary-level status, all-element pet beast, and perfect bonds with his six companions made him the ideal candidate despite needing advancement in rule-based realms. With unanimous agreement, Ji Qinghuan activated a token to summon Lin Su from the Southern Wilderness Domain, where he was collecting Heavenly Rank Secret Realms. Abruptly, a deafening roar shattered the void, and the imprisoning barrier over the West Profound Domain cracked open, unleashing the fully restored Time Master alongside seven other myth-grade entities whose overwhelming presence plunged humanity into despair.

"Hmph..."

Muffled grunts reverberated across the vast North God Territory.

The eight mythical beings stayed unmoving; their suffocating presence alone sufficed to burst innumerable humans into bloody vapor.

Merely those possessing great strength could scarcely endure this crushing force.

In a mere flash, human deaths within the North God Territory surged to billions.

Amid this savage clash of species, lives proved as worthless as weeds.

Right after, myriad mythical beasts, summoned through spatial might, materialized everywhere in the North God Territory.

Fueled and primed for assault, they bellowed wildly, lunging at the surviving humans, as though unleashing the fury from their five-day captivity.

Glancing about, the whole North God Territory drowned in the inferno of conflict.

The surviving fighters glared with crimson-streaked eyes.

The returning mythical beasts conveyed through their deeds to the humans present.

That this struggle meant combat until the end.

The mythical beasts rejected any yielding, and they intended to wipe out every possible danger.

They aimed to build a realm free of humanity!

"Kill!!!"

The Emperor Martial Palace's Palace Master ground his molars, his gaze filled with blood.

Furious power, resembling endless seas and deep chasms, squeezed and fractured the emptiness's atmosphere.

Gripping his massive halberd, he appeared to blaze and unleash all, storming toward one of the mythical beings.

It proved an unspeakable creature, radiating a horrifying deathly vibe.

The halberd targeted the King of Death!

"Come on then!"

Within the emptiness, the King of Death shifted into a spectral skull, its savage crimson eyes overflowing with infinite murderous will, locked on the Emperor Martial Palace's Palace Master.

Earlier, the Palace Master had clashed with the seven solo, slaying two ninth-realm immortals, including itself.

Now, blending fresh and past resentments, the King of Death burst forth with utterly dreadful might.

A full domain swiftly swallowed by death's aura, from its indefinable form a gigantic claw lined with myriad thorny barbs shot out, ruthlessly bearing down on the Palace Master!

Even the emptiness brushed by the claw seemed to wither away swiftly!

This embodied the supreme Path of Death, the fearsome force able to destroy skies and lands!

"This time, there’s no Martial Emperor to resurrect you!"

"Life, what joy; death, what bitterness?" The Palace Master’s gaze sparked with savage gleam, "I can only thank the ancestor, for letting me strike you again!"

He realized he stood no chance, yet what did that matter?

The forebear had instructed!

Warriors of martial arts ought to hold the world within their souls!

To swing the great halberd for righteousness, shattering the darkness of endless night!

"Palace Master, count me in!"

Yet another majestic silhouette soared into the skies; it was the Emperor Martial Palace's Vice Palace Master, inches from the ninth realm.

In that instant, his aura dimmed before the King of Death like a glow-worm against the luminous moon.

But...

That faint shine held steadfast!

"Count me in too!"

"Brothers, we go together!"

"There are no cowards in the Emperor Martial Palace!"

"..."

Successively, the Emperor Martial Palace's Martial Domain Realm experts advanced during this crucial moment.

With unyielding resolve, they trailed the Palace Master, waving their halberds, assaulting the King of Death!

Thirteen Martial Domain Realm powerhouses, their awesome might quaking the skies and ground!

They blazed with fervor!

Expending everything in ultimate breakthrough!

Channeling all—strength, vitality, spirit—into a single blow!

Even if merely one attack.

But that blow, world-rending!

"Kill!"

The vital essences of the thirteen Martial Domain Realm fighters fully united.

They infused all into their martial realms, combining the thirteen into a single entity, forming a horrifying massive halberd extending millions of li!

One blow, bridging the firmament!

One blow, captivating the gaze of the remaining seven mythical entities!

One blow, surpassing Martial Domain boundaries, nearing the Martial God level!

One blow, crashing down on the King of Death's fiendish claw, lopping off a limb instantly!

With the King of Death's howl, the detached claw slammed into the earth, making the whole North God Territory quake.

For a brief instant, the realm grew hushed.

Only the thirteen remained upright, supported by the grand halberd, their vital forces fading, standing tall amid sky and soil!

All Martial Domain experts of the Emperor Martial Palace had fallen!

Like embers, kindling the flame within human souls!

This radiance banished terror and hopelessness!

This radiance roused bravery and the battle spirit!

"Kill!"

Suddenly, the surviving warriors of the North God Territory roared together, frenziedly assaulting the mythical beasts everywhere, numerous ones dashing at the eight mythical beings above like insects to fire!

The Time Master observed coldly as the ant-like assailants hurtling at it swiftly withered in time's rush, becoming bony frames, ultimately their skeletons disintegrating to powder.

Witnessing such human persistence, an inexplicable annoyance stirred within it.

"Quick end," the Time Master uttered icily.

It remained motionless, yet the seven kings ceased their play, dispersing to various spots for slaughter.

The Space King let out a light sneer, while dreadful space tears extended like a net from its eight long limbs below.

These fissures hung static in the emptiness like a spider's snare, rapidly enveloping over half the North God Territory soon.

Casual contact with the rifts would quietly bisect a person.

The limb cut from the King of Death was already restored by the King of Life, and presently its unspeakable horrific form writhed, sprouting innumerable twisted limbs.

These appendages randomly seized humans and savagely consumed them.

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