Chapter 967
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Chapter 967 Slashing the Gate
The howling wind.
Lin Qiye stood at the mountain peak, gazing up at the void above, slowly raising the black-gold blade in his hand.
A terrifying aura emanated from the blade.
This Calamity Blade that transcended boundaries could enable Yuzuri Takeshiro to slaughter corpse gods, and also give Lin Qiye, who only had “Infinite,” the power to cleave open the Gate of Ascension to Takamagahara.
As the blade rose, a mysterious energy was drawn from the void, like an invisible thread connecting with the blade’s edge…
At this moment, Lin Qiye, gripping the blade’s handle, sensed a mysterious coordinate.
That was the coordinate of the Gate of Ascension.
The Gate of Ascension had retreated into the void, and only native deities of Takamagahara could attract its descent. This Calamity Blade, forged with countless resources of the Kunitsukami, existed to find the Gate of Ascension and cleave it open.
Finding the Gate of Ascension and deceiving it to descend was this blade’s most basic ability.
Boom–!!
Above the city ruins, the massive gate’s silhouette condensed from the mist, an ancient and vast aura enveloping heaven and earth.
One corner of the gate fell upon the earth, instantly grinding the entire city to dust. The thunderous vibrations echoed across the horizon, rolling dust clouds surging up to engulf the three cloaked figures at the mountain peak.
The Gate of Ascension had descended.
Lin Qiye’s golden eyes burned like two blazing suns through the dust.
He raised the black-gold blade in his hand, pointing its edge at the center of the ancient gate. Dazzling black-gold light burst from his palm, instantly extending hundreds of meters, finally weaving into the outline of a great blade that he gripped tightly.
“Brother Qiye, give it a name.”
Yuzuri Nai’s voice echoed in Lin Qiye’s ears.
This Calamity Blade needed a name, one worthy of carrying its power and mission.
“A name…”
Lin Qiye murmured.
He looked at the massive blade in his hand pointing at the gate to the divine realm, his eyes flickering.
This blade shone with the light of defiance, a divine weapon refined from the mortal realm. Its very existence was a challenge to the gods, a desecration of divine authority.
“Let’s call it… [Divine Calamity].”
Whoosh–!!
As the words fell, before the towering gate, the tiny Lin Qiye stood at the mountain peak, gripping the black-gold giant blade, and from the mortal realm, swung once at the ancient gate of the divine realm!
The black-gold blade light instantly crossed the sky, cutting through the heavy clouds and mist, landing on the surface of the massive Gate of Ascension. The blade’s edge tore at the gate, and a savage cut mark was deeply branded on the gate following Lin Qiye’s strike.
The piercing, thunderous sound of the strike echoed across the horizon, making eardrums ache.
The black-gold blade light swept across the gate, cleaving it in one strike, then hung in mid-air, transforming into countless specks of light before dissipating.
The severed mist churned violently but soon returned to its original state.
But the blade mark on the Gate of Ascension’s surface continued to spread rapidly!
When the final crack shattered, the entire surface of the Gate of Ascension burst open with a gap, through which the red world behind the gate could be clearly seen…
[Divine Calamity] returned to its sheath.
“Cough cough cough…”
Lin Qiye lowered his head and began coughing, a wave of weakness washing over him, his face deathly pale.
Without divine power, he was backlashed by the divine weapon’s power, causing severe physical strain. Fortunately, his body had been tempered by the power of faith, giving him endurance far beyond normal humans. Otherwise, he would have lost all strength and collapsed.
Lin Qiye briefly assessed his condition – in his current physical state, he could manage at most one more strike.
“Are you alright?” Wang Mian looked at Lin Qiye’s pale face and asked worriedly.
“I’m fine.” Lin Qiye took a deep breath, his gaze falling on the huge gap in the Gate of Ascension, “The gate is open, we should go.”
“Mm.”
The three figures simultaneously rose from the mountain peak, transforming into three afterimages, directly entering through the Gate of Ascension.
Lin Qiye’s figure merged with the night, speeding through the blood-red world, leading Wang Mian and Wu Xiangnan straight toward a certain direction.
This was his second time entering Takamagahara. Before this, he hadn’t even imagined he would have another chance to return.
Last time, he was desperately chased by Susanoo and barely escaped Takamagahara.
This time, he came for revenge.
From within the black-gold blade, pale golden light rippled out, enveloping all three of them, blocking the red moon’s light outside the glow.
This blade can block the red moon’s corruption?
Lin Qiye was surprised by this sight… if he remembered correctly, it could also dispel the mist’s corrosion earlier in the fog.
Could this be related to the blade’s ability?
Just as Lin Qiye was pondering, at the horizon’s edge, a towering mountain shadow appeared before the three.
Under the crimson moon, endless divine corpses piled into a towering peak, emanating a nauseating bloody stench.
At the peak of this mountain of corpses, a one-armed figure wearing blood-stained divine robes sat there, gazing up at the red moon overhead, his eyes filled with endless fanaticism.
“Eh?” Seeing this scene, confusion flashed in Wang Mian’s eyes, “Is that Susanoo? Why does he only have one arm?”
Wu Xiangnan frowned and shook his head, “Don’t know, when we met him back then, his body was still intact, and his mind was relatively clear.”
Lin Qiye stared at Susanoo’s severed arm, understanding in his heart.
When he left Takamagahara, Susanoo’s arm was still there, which means Merlin must have blown off his arm after that?
As if sensing the three’s approach, Susanoo, sitting atop the mountain of corpses, suddenly turned to look in their direction, his blood-red eyes bursting with terrifying killing intent!
Roar–!!!
He stood up from the mountain of corpses, opening his mouth to release a beast-like roar, like a mad god standing beneath the red moon.
The terrifying divine pressure suddenly descended, sweeping across the land like a hurricane, making hearts tremble.
On the blood-colored earth before him, three figures calmly looked up at the maddened Susanoo at the peak. Wang Mian’s eyes narrowed as he spoke:
“Neither of you are human pinnacles, remember to keep your distance from him. I’ll face him head-on.”
As the words fell, time began to flow rapidly around him, like a movie scene accelerated hundreds of times, instantly flashing past Lin Qiye and Wu Xiangnan, charging at Susanoo’s face at a speed the naked eye couldn’t catch.
Wu Xiangnan, wearing a light blue cloak, gripped his sword with one hand and smiled slightly.
“With my sword, that’s enough…”
His figure flickered, charging forth from the earth!
