Chapter 258: Ferocious Heaven's Mandate

Tianba put on his clothes and, without looking back, strode out.

Consort Xiao watched Tianba's retreating figure, a secret joy rose in her heart; controlling a man's heart means controlling the world.

It has always been this way; Emperor Wen of Zhou was like this, Tianba is like this. "Even if it is the Heaven's Way, how could it still not escape from this old lady's palm?"

Heaven's Mandate and Heaven's Calamity were locked in the fiercest battle with their opponent; the power emanating from them had already infected Tianba's belligerent heart.

His heart was itching to death; even the gentle homeland couldn't stop him.

But he had doubts, because his two companions had never made him worry before; he had confidence in their strength, so how could they have been drained for so long and still not returned?

"Could it be that I am to die here today? No way! I am the Heaven's Way! The Heaven's Way is me!" As the final blow was about to fall upon Heaven's Calamity, Heaven's Calamity thought unwillingly.

Heaven's Calamity never imagined he would die at the hands of a mortal; trapped in the Heaven's Way for thousands of years, what hardship has he not endured, what setback has he not faced, what could possibly break him?

Did he ultimately still manage to seize the opportunity and escape smoothly from the Heaven's Way?

He thought that upon entering the mortal realm, he could control it; little did he know, the mortal realm now is no longer what it was thousands of years ago!

Even mortals now are no longer what they were thousands of years ago!

Everything has long since changed with the passage of time.

All in all, it is utterly impossible to return to the past!

Heaven's Calamity just couldn't fathom why he would lose to a mortal, even facing death; still, anything was possible, and he sneered at the approaching Imperial Ancestor, "Heh, do you really think you can kill me, mortal?" That was his most characteristic smirk, confident and resolute.

"Go to hell, you wretch! Stop pretending to be a god!" In the Imperial Ancestor's mouth, Heaven's Calamity was nothing but a wretch, good for nothing!

The Imperial Ancestor exerted all his strength, pouring out the last drop of essence blood and the last strand of true qi, smashing fiercely toward Heaven's Calamity's head! This blow would surely split his head open and burst his brains.

Boom—

A prolonged explosion rang out in the vast sky; the powerful shockwave caused the already scattered clouds to completely dissipate.

The vast earth was leveled outright, all ruins and corpses turning to dust in an instant!

This blow of the Imperial Ancestor could lay waste to half the imperial capital and half the western desert! The vast Heavenly Peace Continent is divided into four regions, and this strike alone reaches half of it!

Ah!

Thud!

Boom— The fleeing Chen Yi He, Wu Rongyi, Young Palace Master, and unconscious Xiao Xiaoyu were all struck by this blow's force; the overwhelming momentum directly flung them away! Fortunately they were far enough away; had they remained on that mountain just now, they might now be buried along with it.

"What happened!" Chen Yi He shouted.

"I reckon the results are about to come out!" Wu Rongyi said, enduring his severe injuries.

"Run, run!" Chen Yi He quickly rose, hoisted Xiao Xiaoyu on his back, grabbed Wu Rongyi, and prepared to flee.

The Young Palace Master suddenly asked, "If we don't wait for the results, our divine sense will soon be unable to reach that far."

"We must believe in them." Chen Yi He told the Young Palace Master, "Even if they sacrifice themselves, it is for our sake; if we risk our own lives, we would be wasting their good intentions."

At that moment, the three of them sensed power arriving from another battlefield. The power of the Palace Master and Heaven's Mandate, which had vanished for a long time, reappeared, heading toward them.

"This time we don't need to flee; there's nowhere to run!" Wu Rongyi shrugged, saying helplessly.

Indeed, they are now caught between two battlefields—neither advance nor retreat possible, stuck in a dilemma.

"Finally I can see Mother; I hope she comes to no harm." The Young Palace Master clasped her hands, fingers interlaced, pressed to her chest, praying for the Palace Master.

"Well, then I won't run." Chen Yi He plopped onto the ground, instantly relaxing; rather than scraping by with his tail between his legs, he'd rather happily watch everyone fight—and if he could join, even better.

As they spoke, the endless skirts spread overhead; the incessantly flashing and booming lightning seemed ready to fall at any moment, continually striking their sight and hearing.

Immediately thereafter, countless Heaven's Mandate swords came forth, intertwining with the lightning and skirts, clashing, merging, and repelling each other.

Lightning shattered the precious sword.

The precious sword split the lightning.

"Palace Master, you are still no match for me!" Just a moment ago Heaven's Mandate was nowhere in sight; in the blink of an eye he stood before us! Upon the firmament, Heaven's Mandate tread upon his blade, like a sharp long sword cleaving the sky!

His person is like a sword, his sword like a person; the sword is him, he is the sword.

Heaven's Mandate, the Heaven's Mandate Sword, become one, wielding Heaven's Mandate.

"Mother!" the Young Palace Master exclaimed upon seeing the Palace Master—perhaps they hadn't met in days, or perhaps she had a sudden realization midway; at that moment she cried out excitedly.

Wu Rongyi hastily covered the Young Palace Master's mouth and made a hushing gesture, "Don't disturb the Palace Master; be careful we don't ruin everything!"

Only then did the Young Palace Master realize her faux pas, and with a man's hand over her mouth her face flushed crimson, utterly embarrassed.

Only see the Palace Master in the heavens still self-satisfied, her delicate hands manipulating the endless skirts and lightning; the Five Absolutes Power upon her never ceased, continually strengthening her.

She was like a rose blooming in the heavens! Red as a blushing blossom, beautiful enough to topple nations. Though she appeared to pluck slowly, her killing intent shone forth fully! No one could stop her! Today he shall slay the god!

Look at Heaven's Mandate on the other side, his terrifying and ferocious smile never fading, a bloody fang at the corner of his mouth making him even more fearsome! His sword is swift beyond measure, strong beyond measure! Who on the Heavenly Peace Continent has ever sheathed his sword?

That sword does not fly into the sky; instead, it points toward the Heaven's Mandate Sword, bowing in submission.

Tens of thousands of Heaven's Mandate swords upon the firmament actually all originate from that single blade beneath his feet.

One sword becoming ten thousand—this is the power of Heaven's Mandate!

It is not that the Palace Master is weak compared to the Imperial Ancestor or Dongfang Wuji; rather, Heaven's Mandate's strength surpasses that of Heaven's Calamity.