Chapter 1471 — The Baleful Blade Sweeps Across, the Dipper Star Falls
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Only terror remained on Di Qing's face as he raised his head to watch that indescribable giant hand press down upon the天道 Dao-soldiers one after another, crushing them toward Tianfang City.
Within Tianfang City, whether Sun Wards, Moon Wards, or Star Lords, or the common folk, women, and children of the city, all could do nothing but stare upward at this palm that blotted out the entire sky.
The palm drew closer and closer to them, creating a spectacle like the arrival of the apocalypse, causing the earth of Tianfang City to split open continuously, houses to collapse, and life after life to be reduced to dust beneath the immense oppression.
This indestructible divine city had already begun to crack under this vast power, like porcelain shattered by a fall.
This force was supremely powerful—though its overwhelming majesty gave one the sense of the Great Dao as an invincible gang-star, it was also so subtle and fine, like spring wind transforming into rain, accurately grasping the weakness of each天道 Dao-soldier, suppressing them one by one.
Since when had the Heavenly Court understood the Heavenly Dao so well?
The Heavenly Court had never perfectly mapped the physical body of the Heavenly Lord, never perfectly transformed the Heavenly Dao into numerological runes—even the Ancestral God King, son of the Heavenly Lord, could not possibly grasp all the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao!
Di Qing's heart was filled with dread. Who was this Venerable Lord Hongtian?
Even if Venerable Lord Hongtian possessed the most majestic mana in the world, it should be impossible for him to accurately grasp the weaknesses of the Heavenly Dao Dao-soldiers and easily defeat all forty-nine of them!
"Di Qing! Take them and go—"
Someone called out to him loudly: "Protect these seedlings of Xuandu, send them away!"
Di Qing looked dazedly toward the speaker, and saw two or three hundred Sun Ward primordial spirits manifesting, guarding the many common folk of Tianfang City, resisting the immense pressure descending from above.
"What are you standing there for?"
Those Sun Wards, pressed until they coughed blood, cried out: "Send them away!"
The common folk of Tianfang City looked toward him with terrified yet hopeful eyes. Di Qing opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Go?
Go where?
With Venerable Lord Hongtian making his move, where could they possibly flee?
BOOM—
The primordial spirit of one Sun Ward exploded, flames blazing across his body, quickly burned to ashes. More Sun Wards coughed blood, their primordial spirits burning, yet they desperately held against the pressure.
Di Qing finally came back to his senses and rushed down from above, running toward those Sun Wards who could no longer hold on.
"Can you feel the baleful aura?"
On his way there, Di Qing suddenly saw Tian Shu and those four masked figures passing by him. These five paid him no heed, but instead rose into the sky with a strange footwork, charging toward that descending giant hand.
They were not led by Tian Shu, the Heavenly King of the Nether Capital—rather, they were led by that masked youth who had once confronted Di Qing. Around that youth, a unique domain had already formed: the vast Ancestral Court burst forth, the Four Extremes Heavens emerged, and layer upon layer of heavenly palaces composed a Heavenly Court!
As Di Qing passed them by, he saw majestic mountains and rivers rising from the Ancestral Court, Xuandu ascending, Youdu sinking, and within the Primal Realm the Primal Wood climbing higher and higher, holding up the myriad heavens and worlds—a dazzling sight indeed.
It was also that youth who spoke. Venerable Lord Hongtian's attack had caused countless deaths in Xuandu, and the baleful aura erupting from these deaths at the moment of death was incomparably intense.
The planets surrounding Tianfang City had been destroyed, and the grudges of the dead upon those planets merged with the Heavenly Dao of Xuandu, forming a Heavenly Dao outside the forty-nine Heavenly Daos!
Heavenly Balefulness!
Di Qing turned back to look at that masked youth, and saw that the youth remained calm and composed, forming a strange formation with Tian Shu and the other three. He said in a deep voice: "Heavenly Balefulness is also a Heavenly Dao—the fiftieth kind of Heavenly Dao. Gather the balefulness into a blade, absorb the baleful aura of Tianfang City, and our blade path can match the power of the thirty-first heaven. Add to that the power the Heavenly Dao bestows upon us, and our blade path can reach the level of the thirty-second or even thirty-third heaven."
Di Qing saw rolling baleful aura come howling forth. Beneath the cover of Venerable Lord Hongtian's descending palm, streams of baleful aura, like blood dragons, frantically burrowed into the bodies of those five.
"Under the cover of Venerable Lord Hongtian's giant hand—that is precisely when he blocks his own line of sight."
That masked youth said: "We have only one strike of the blade. You just focus on exerting your power; I will deliver the blade. One strike to sever the hand. We take the Heavenly Net Dao-soldiers. As for the other Heavenly Dao Dao-soldiers, take whatever we can, and leave immediately with whatever we cannot—do not linger!"
Di Qing's figure crossed paths with theirs, and his heart was filled with confusion: "That youth—who is he?"
He could not afford to think further. Having just reached the side of those Sun Wards, he unleashed his mana to protect the common folk of Tianfang City, let out a fierce shout, and exerted his full strength!
Tianfang City exploded with a thunderous crash. A massive chunk of land from the divine city, under the control of his mana, separated from the divine city and flew rapidly downward!
"Venerable Lord Hongtian ordered the Heavenly Court's army to open a gap—that is our chance to escape, our only chance!"
Di Qing said rapidly: "We leave Xuandu and go to the Primal Realm…"
At that very moment, a heaven-shaking clang of a blade rang out. Di Qing turned to look, and his gaze froze. In the sky, those five tiny figures burst forth with incomparably dazzling light!
It was a blade-light, bursting from deep within the void, dazzling beyond measure, resonating with the Heavenly Dao of Xuandu. A single blade-light spanning heaven and earth slashed toward Venerable Lord Hongtian's giant hand!
He saw this blade-light of unknowable length, and then a black line was seared into his eyes, and he could no longer see the blade-light—because that blade-light had left a deep wound in the space of Xuandu. This wound severed space itself, cutting through layer after layer of void.
The Dao of the Blade thundered and quaked, slashing in from the wrist of Venerable Lord Hongtian's palm.
Heavenly Balefulness severing the Heavenly Gang!
Di Qing blinked, still unable to see that blade-light, yet he saw Venerable Lord Hongtian's massive palm struggle from the wrist. On Venerable Lord Hongtian's face, which blotted out half the firmament, astonishment and fury also appeared.
The continent flew swiftly, charging toward the Heavenly Court army's only gap. The Heavenly Court's forces immediately mobilized, converging on the gap. Countless gods and demons swarmed toward this broken, crumbling continent to kill.
On the continent, the ruins of Tianfang Divine City continued to collapse.
Di Qing hurriedly turned back. In this fleeting glance, he saw that those five figures, though they had severed Venerable Lord Hongtian's giant hand, were shaken into disarray, their physical bodies exploding with resounding booms, transforming into blood mist.
Those five figures, crisscrossing and flying beneath Venerable Lord Hongtian's giant hand, quickly recovered to peak condition, and with a howl sped away clinging to Venerable Lord Hongtian's falling palm.
Venerable Lord Hongtian's massive palm was still falling downward, and below it was Tianfang Divine City.