Chapter 1708: Immortal Gate's Quasi-Ninth-Tier Forbidden Nuclear Weapon

This pitch-black heaven and earth had frozen solid as iron.

A mutilated palm from an unknown existence, refined by the Ancient God Ancestor for hundreds of thousands of years, could now actually be commanded!

The moment this mutilated palm spread open, it instantly swallowed the world-cluster sovereign, the Great Sun Sword Lord, drawing him into its grip like dust, unable to escape.

Within, sword Qi rampaged on every side, slicing apart the four corners of heaven and earth, stirring up the winds and clouds of the cosmic starry sky.

But every attack was confined within that tiny Five-Finger Mountain, with none spilling out beyond.

The Great Sun Sword Lord had fallen into tremendous peril!

The Immortal Gate's nine great deep-space fleets instantly noticed something was wrong.

Boom!

Countless solar-element magnetic annihilation divine-light ship cannons bombarded the mutilated palm, shattering great swathes of the cosmic starry sky and obliterating countless laws.

Yet that palm stood utterly unmoved — not even a scratch on its skin!

Too horrifying.

What manner of existence's palm could this possibly be?

"Cannot break through."

"Request authorization! Activate the Quasi-Ninth-Tier Forbidden Nuclear Weapon!"

Within the Immortal Gate's nine great deep-space fleets, the fleet representing the distant gathered their collective will, layer upon layer, and made this cold-blooded decision.

No need to worry about the Great Sun Sword Lord — he possessed extremely high resistance to forbidden nuclear weapons. At worst this strike would only beat him down to his soul alone, not a serious problem; a sword cultivator's defense when trapped in a cramped space was still too fragile.

"Authorized!"

"Authorized!"

"Central Array Spirit Computer authorizes!"

In an instant, the authorization symbolizing the Immortal Gate's supreme heavy weapon had already passed.

Boom!

The cosmic deep void froze for an instant.

Then, a tiny spark appeared deep within the Immortal Gate's deep-space fleet, blooming with a ray of chaotic light, moving slowly yet swiftly through the cosmic void. The surrounding heaven and earth froze, leaving only this single brilliance — representing the Immortal Gate's Quasi-Ninth-Tier Forbidden Nuclear Weapon — traveling through the cosmic starry sky.

Wherever this forbidden light passed, every spiritual substance was directly extinguished, never to revive again.

All spirituality had already perished.

This dim, chaotic beam of Quasi-Ninth-Tier Forbidden Nuclear Weapon light silently landed upon the gradually closing mutilated palm and sank into it.

At that instant, heaven and earth fell silent.

Then,

Boom~

A soundless explosion appeared between heaven and earth.

Upon that unknown palm — the palm of an existence above the Fallen Immortal Realm's supreme — a soundless flower of annihilation silently bloomed. The sealed, pitch-black space was silently obliterated in the blast. The tightly closed palm was forcibly blasted open, and even the eternally indestructible skin of the palm showed signs of charred blackness.

Apart from time itself, this was the first time an attack by a cultivation cultivator

had truly harmed this mutilated palm!

Beneath such a terrifying bombardment, the palm that had been about to close its five fingers was forcibly opened, revealing the space within that was being constantly compressed — and a youth in blue.

This blue-clad youth had been about to burn his essence blood and sword soul, but now silently ceased.

"Truly a prodigy who rose to prominence alone in foreign-ancestor lands."

"Such material is indeed extraordinary."

Jiang Ding sighed long and said: "Pity — after the Immortal Gate appeared, had you chosen to treat us as equals, to support one another, rather than slaughtering trillions of citizens and devouring hundreds of millions of infants, even with your great crimes, you could still have been pardoned."

"Now, however, death is beyond all doubt."

Clang!

Jiang Ding struck out with a sword.

As this sword emerged, the cosmic river of stars froze, becoming a scroll painting of the river of stars.

Upon this scroll were the Ancient God Ancestor, the sky-covering Immortal Gate's nine great deep-space fleets, and even that indescribable mutilated palm — everything was vivid and lifelike, possessing the full spirit and charm of living beings, all their karma and laws—

Except that indescribable mutilated palm.

And because of this, this scroll painting of the river of stars possessed an enormous flaw, unable to fully dominate everything.

This was a flowing, ever-changing painting. Centered on the indescribable mutilated palm, the terrifying existence was tearing at the river-of-stars scroll, struggling to break free of this two-dimensional space's bonds, prying the two-dimensional scroll open and forming deep, dark fissures.

Whoosh!

In the instant when this river-of-stars scroll was about to shatter but had not yet, the dim yellow sword light of the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword swept through in a single slash.

Boom!

The river-of-stars scroll, born from fissure after fissure, instantly split apart. All the figures and scenery within also split apart in order, triggering earth-shaking explosions that annihilated all space and laws.

In a moment, the scattered spiritual light dispersed, and every scene once again appeared before the eyes of the world.

The Ancient God Ancestor's entire body had been completely sliced apart, his form reduced to ash by the river-of-stars scroll, leaving only a withered head parasitically clinging to the index finger of the mutilated palm, glaring ferociously at everyone.

This indescribable palm had become even more mutilated, with gaps and bare bone appearing in many places, as well as holes transformed from maggots.

This was the palm's original appearance.

The reason it had seemed more complete in the past was that the Ancient God Ancestor had filled it with his own flesh and blood, thereby gaining control over part of the palm's might. Now, beneath the Space-Annihilating Sword, everything that had not been immortal had turned to ash and smoke.

"There cannot be two suns in the sky!"

"There cannot be two sovereigns in the sky!"

The Ancient God Ancestor felt no empathy whatsoever for the Great Sun Sword Lord's regrets, and said coldly: "Today, either this Old Ancestor slays every strong foe and ascends above the Heaven-Person, or my soul disperses and my spirit is utterly destroyed — nothing more."

"What is there to fear?"

"Kill!"

The Ancient God Ancestor roared ferociously.

Only an aged head remained, a mangled head parasitic upon a mangled palm, with veins and meridians extending from the neck, spreading across the palm above and below.

At this moment, following his will, this indescribable mangled palm actually moved!

This indescribable palm formed the first hand seal, instantly triggering turmoil in heaven and earth; the ten thousand Dao rules roared ceaselessly, as if some supreme being from hundreds of millions of years ago had done so countless times before.

Now, the palm of this supreme being reawakened at this very moment, forming the hand seal, and the boundless universe and starry sky once again remembered his existence.

This was a being once remembered by the boundless universe and starry sky!

When he formed the hand seal again, the winds and clouds changed color, the sun and moon of the universe lost their light, and the ten thousand Dao rules bowed in worship!

Hoo~

Hoo-hoo~

In this universe and starry sky, the wind rose.

Rolling dark clouds gathered from afar, lightning flashed and thunder rolled; the space grew so gloomy it was terrifying, as if heaven and earth were about to shatter, to tear apart, and all living beings were destined to die.

Drip!

The first raindrop formed within the dark clouds, falling onto the starry land, landing squarely upon the youth in green robes.

"This is..."

A tremendous sense of peril arose in Jiang Ding's heart; he drew his sword and struck at this utterly ordinary raindrop.

Ding!

This single raindrop met the Taiqing Flying Sword, erupting in brilliant sparks, instantly blasting the Great Sun Sword Master back tens of thousands of kilometers and shattering a vast multitude of cosmic star rivers.

Within this tiny raindrop lay such terrifying power!

And within the dark clouds, was there merely one raindrop?

Those raindrops were boundless and endless, dripping down from the cloud layers, blotting out the sky and obscuring the sun, completely covering the youth in green robes and the nine fleets of the Eastern Demon Gate!

This terrifying scene made one subconsciously think of something, something famous throughout the boundless universe and starry sky.

"Immortal Technique!"

"Immortal Technique: Summon Rain!"

Jiang Ding roared low.

This was an Immortal Technique! A true Immortal Technique!

An Immortal Technique personally cast by that indescribable mangled palm; one could even say it surpassed the embryonic form of an Immortal Technique, becoming a different kind of existence altogether.

This Ancient God Path, this Ancient God Ancestor, the supreme genius of the Ancient God world cluster for ten million years—I had underestimated him!