Chapter 978
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Chapter 978: Sword Slashes Through Takama-ga-hara
India.
Temple of the Divine.
In the center of this temple floating in the sky, a golden statue with four hands and arms trembled slightly, dust falling from its surface as a mysterious aura emanated forth.
Among its four faces, eyes on two of them opened simultaneously, gazing in a particular direction.
“Destruction…”
…
Takamagahara.
The Daoist stood among thousands of golden flowers, his eyes fixed on the celestial palace above as he took a deep breath.
“Sword of Origin.”
Dong–!!
The celestial palace standing above Takamagahara shook slightly, with divine mist rolling outward.
A golden thread floated out from the center of the celestial palace, like a swimming snake, cutting through the gray mist and coiling around the Daoist’s sword fingers.
This was the origin of the celestial palace.
The moment this golden thread appeared, the contaminating force trapped within the golden flower formation began to boil violently. The contamination that had existed throughout Takamagahara instantly receded like a tide, avoiding that golden thread like a venomous snake!
A vacuum zone free of contamination was cleared around the Daoist for dozens of miles.
Meanwhile, the ground of Takamagahara began to vibrate and hum, as if unable to bear the weight of this golden thread. The broken and decaying ground began to collapse automatically.
Amidst the encircling golden flowers, the Daoist took a step forward, and that sword finger raised above his head slowly slashed downward…
Where the Daoist’s sword finger pointed, space shattered inch by inch, as if an infinitely long, unobservable sword that could cut through all things was slowly cutting through all the laws of this divine realm.
In the sky above Takamagahara, a slash mark extended rapidly, its sides glowing like red-hot iron, cutting from the sky to the ground, splitting all of Takamagahara into two halves.
One sword strike split Takamagahara.
With the dancing of the golden thread, Takamagahara split in two, along with its contaminating force, rapidly collapsed and dispersed into nothingness.
The Daoist stood firm between the collapsing heaven and earth, waving to return the golden thread to the celestial palace, then drew out [Divine Calamity] with his right hand and casually flung it toward the gradually dissipating remains of Takamagahara.
The blade of [Divine Calamity] pierced into the remains of Takamagahara, and the divine power and laws pouring out frantically surged into the blade. The faint golden spot on the blade visibly brightened.
It was absorbing the power of this divine realm to maintain the operation of the blade world.
Takamagahara, which had originally sustained itself on the faith of the “Human Circle,” became nourishment for the new world at this moment. Even absorbing only a portion of the divine realm’s power was enough to maintain the blade world’s operation for hundreds or thousands of years.
When the blade had absorbed energy to its limit, the black and gold blade automatically withdrew from Takamagahara’s remains and flew back into its scabbard in the Daoist’s hand.
The Daoist smiled slightly, flicked his finger against the blade, and [Divine Calamity] vanished into thin air.
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Misty Japan.
An Qingyu meticulously put away the surgical instruments and walked over to the unconscious Yuzuri Takeshiro in his white coat, gently patting his shoulder.
Lying on the operating table, Yuzuri Takeshiro’s eyelids trembled slightly before opening, and after a brief moment of confusion, his gaze turned to An Qingyu beside him.
“Brother Qingyu… is it over?”
“Yes, you’re fully healed now.” An Qingyu helped him up from the operating table and smiled, “The genetic defect has been perfectly corrected, and your old illness won’t recur. Except for some loss of lifespan, everything else has returned to normal.”
Yuzuri Takeshiro smiled, “Thank you, Brother Qingyu.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Qingyu! Qingyu! Come out quickly and look!” Baili Pangpang ran back into the room hurriedly, pointing outside in shock, “The celestial palace! It’s appeared!”
An Qingyu was startled and quickly walked out of the house with Yuzuri Takeshiro, looking up at the sky.
In the hazy mist, the remains of Takamagahara continued to fall into the sea, while in the gray sky above, only a massive golden silhouette wreathed in divine mist remained, standing majestically unmoved.
“So that’s the celestial palace?” An Qingyu spoke in a daze, “It’s much bigger than I imagined…”
“The celestial palace has appeared, but where are the gods of Great Xia?”
Cao Yuan carefully stared at the surroundings of the celestial palace and asked puzzledly, “Besides the three figures that just flew up, I don’t see any other Great Xia gods…”
“They must be staying inside the celestial palace.” Baili Pangpang’s eyes sparkled, “Let’s fly up and take a look! I want to see Chang’e! The Seven Fairies! The Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady!”
“…”
“That’s a divine realm after all, we can’t just go as we please.” Shen Qingzhu shook his head.
As they were talking, a deep red figure rapidly flew down from the clouds.
“Seven Night is back.” Baili Pangpang’s eyes lit up when he saw that person.
Lin Qiye jumped down from the somersault cloud and looked up at the celestial palace above, his eyes narrowing slightly.
“We should return to Great Xia now.” Lin Qiye spoke seriously, “With the celestial palace’s descent, the misty world will likely fall into chaos soon. It’s too dangerous to stay outside.”
Baili Pangpang and the others exchanged glances and nodded.
“Takeshiro, what about you?” Lin Qiye’s gaze fell on Yuzuri Takeshiro, “The ‘Human Circle’ is destroyed, what are your plans?”
“I… I don’t know.” Yuzuri Takeshiro scratched his head and smiled bitterly, “I have no home to return to…”
Lin Qiye and the others exchanged glances, starting to communicate with their eyes.
Lin Qiye coughed twice and said seriously:
“Takeshiro, if you have no other plans, come back to Great Xia with us.”
“Yes, yes, Great Xia is very fun.” Baili Pangpang nodded like a pecking chick.
“Yes, Great Xia’s games are also… uh… quite numerous.” An Qingyu said halfway before pausing, “Just that most of them require some spending, and can be hard on the liver…”
“I can teach you Chinese.” Jiang Er’s voice came from the speaker at An Qingyu’s waist.
Under everyone’s enthusiastic invitation, Yuzuri Takeshiro hesitated for a moment before nodding.
“Okay…”
Lin Qiye let out a long breath, and excitement filled everyone else’s eyes.
Successfully bringing back a human powerhouse with explosive combat ability to Great Xia, they wondered what expression Zuo Qing would have when he saw them return with Yuzuri Takeshiro…
“Let’s go.”
Lin Qiye waved his hand to summon [Somersault Cloud] and was about to step on it when a black and gold light streaked down from the sky, as if it had eyes, landing directly in Lin Qiye’s hand.
[Divine Calamity]?
Lin Qiye held the blade and turned to look at the celestial palace, where among the swirling divine mist, a Daoist figure was looking in his direction, seeming to smile.
Lin Qiye bowed deeply, then led everyone onto the somersault cloud, rising from the ground and flying rapidly toward Great Xia.
