Chapter 1450 — The Heavenly Palace Descends
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If his blade Dao could be raised to the twenty-eighth heaven, the twenty-ninth, or even the thirtieth, then perhaps he might pass the God-Slaying Platform.
But as things stood, he could not.
Luo Wushuang said calmly, "I once went to the Heavenly Court's God-Slaying Platform and came away alive. The Heavenly Court's platform is exquisite in blade Dao and stern in its laws. If I go and look upon the Ancestral Court's platform, it may be of great help to you."
Zhe Huali stretched his limbs and laughed. "I have never been to the Ancestral Court. It would be good to see a bit of the world. I am not like you, bold as the heavens; I will only look, I will not go in."
Tian Shu chuckled. "The most ferocious blade under heaven — is it fiercer than my Imperial Gate? This blade of mine can cut through Tubo's horn! I do not believe a thing born of nature can be better than the blade Dao we have toiled and comprehended ourselves!"
Through this enlightenment on the Yong River each of them had gained greatly, nourishing their essence, energy, and spirit until they were indestructible, forging their will like their blades.
"Four cobblers together can at least match one Heavenly Venerate Mu."
Zaifu said mildly, "The five of us have all set foot on the very summit of the blade Dao. Above us there is no higher peak to climb. The most ferocious blade under heaven — one way or another, the five of us must go and meet it. Since you feel you cannot keep yourself safe, why not let the five of us ascend this God-Slaying Platform together and see?"
Tian Shu licked his lips. "Our arts are already branded in the twenty-fifth void. Even if we die, our great Dao will not be erased by our deaths. With such an achievement, this life is enough. Even Kaihuang surpasses us by only ten heavens."
"The sword Dao's thirty-fifth layer of the void!"
Luo Wushuang's spirit yearned afar, and he murmured, "If the blade Dao cannot reach the thirty-fifth layer of the void and contend with the sword Dao, what a desolate thing that would be. Perhaps the Ancestral Court's God-Slaying Platform is the chance for our blade Dao to advance another step."
Shen Mu looked at them and felt their earnest hearts, their deep feeling, and only gratitude remained in his heart.
Their so-called seeking of the Dao was in truth only worry for his safety.
"Good!"
Shen Mu laughed aloud. "We five cobblers will go together!"
They all laughed. "Five cobblers — can they not match one Kaihuang of the sword Dao? Let us go and try!"
In the Ancestral Court, the light of eleven great spirit-energy translocation bridges joined into one, forming an immense translocation bridge. The sites of the eleven bridges had been fixed only after precise calculation by the masters of the Daoist sect.
The positions of these translocation bridges were such that they could be joined into one, and the light of this bridge was such that it could take the whole of the Heavenly Court into itself.
On this day, countless gods and men of the Heavenly Court came forth. Numberless warships sailed out of the Heavenly Court, and great chains, each thicker than a man, were fastened at one end to the tower ships and at the other to the Heavenly Court, straining to drag that colossal thing.
And within the Heavenly Court, upon each heavenly palace and divine hall, mighty beings beyond measure urged on the power of the palace buildings and of the seventy-two divine halls, so that the Heavenly Court slowly gathered speed.
At this moment the Heavenly River twisted, and moved along with the Heavenly Court.
Above the Ancestral Court, the vast and boundless Heavenly Court had already shown a corner of itself through the spirit-energy translocation bridges. One giant tower ship after another went at full power, hauling on the chains, striving to draw the Heavenly Court into the Ancestral Court.