Chapter 259

Heaven's Mandate laughed and said to the Palace Master, "To oppose the Heavenly Dao is no different than defying heaven! Our game is over; now I will send you to the Western Paradise!"

After speaking, Heaven's Mandate retracted the Heaven's Mandate Blade beneath his feet, clasped his hands together and tightly gripped the hilt of the Heaven's Mandate Blade; tens of thousands of Heaven's Mandate Blades surged toward the one in his hand! All the illusory Heaven's Mandate Blades were absorbed by the true Heaven's Mandate Blade!

"Kill!" Heaven's Mandate swung the Heaven's Mandate Blade, slashing at the Palace Master!

The Palace Master was no pushover; she turned her flowing skirt into a point, gathering endless lightning upon it! Her arms kept drawing circles, the skirt moving with them, forming a sharp circular weapon whose tip was where the lightning converged.

Myriad lightning converging at a point is also where the Palace Master's "Five Absolute Powers" gather; the force unleashed can be imagined.

These are each side's strongest power; when strong meets strong, a victor must be decided.

"Doomed!" Chen Yi He shouted, having already sacrificed the Heaven's Secret Sword and the Purple Tempered Sword, these two divine blades, hovering above the four of them, and channeling the true qi of the "Longevity Scripture" to set up the strongest protective barrier for them.

The Little Palace Master was the same; now Wu Rong is severely injured and should not expend true qi, so the burden fell to her.

Thus, Chen Yi He and the Little Palace Master joined forces, erecting the strongest barrier for them. Having sensed it, they knew the impending burst of power would shatter everything—like the "Ice-Sealed Heavenly Dao," no, even stronger than that!

They could no longer flee; they could only wait, facing what was about to come.

The tip of the whirlwind-style weapon met the tip of the Heaven's Mandate Blade!

It was as if two sharpest objects were colliding.

"Ding ding ding..." Chen Yi He felt the Heaven's Secret Sword and Purple Tempered Sword atop his head trembling; the tremendous power made them unable to bear it, and had their master not persisted, they would surely have fallen, obediently returning to their scabbards.

The barrier could hardly be blocked! Even if Chen Yi He and the Little Palace Master exerted all their strength, they could not stop its momentum to shatter.

They could only rely on their own bodies to bear it head-on.

Just as the Heaven's Mandate Blade displayed its might, it lost control over the myriad blades; all precious blades on the Heaven Peace Continent fell! They gained their own freedom.

Qiu Yichen leapt high, seized his Falling Moon Blade, and sheathed it. The Falling Moon Blade losing its restraint meant he lost his restraint; without even a glance at Ruan Shu, he rode away.

Ruan Shu, helpless, had no choice but to follow Qiu Yichen.

"Are you now going to seek the Palace Master for a battle?" Ruan Shu asked Qiu Yichen.

"What else?"

Ruan Shu kept spurring her horse, increasing her speed until she rode abreast of Qiu Yichen; she whipped, pointed to the distant sky, and said to Qiu Yichen, "Look, that is the distant heaven! Do you see what that is? That is the Palace Master's power!"

The tremendous power made the horses beneath them feel fear; were it not for their fear of the whip in their masters' hands, they would not take another step forward—they would surely turn their bodies and flee desperately into the distance.

"Seize her weakness, take her life!" Qiu Yichen said without even a glance, his strength having long sensed the Palace Master's power through his divine sense.

"You're practically courting death! The Palace Master could never be weak! Believe me—I won't deceive you!" Ruan Shu, anxious to the point of tears, did not want to watch the person she had painstakingly saved march to his doom again.

"Noisy!" Qiu Yichen said impatiently, "If you fear death, then get lost!"

Suddenly, the power erupting from heaven surged before their eyes, a fiery crimson cone colliding with a snow‑white precious blade.

The Palace Master and Heaven's Mandate each unleashed their final move in a showdown!

Life and death are already decreed by heaven!

Qiu Yichen and Ruan Shu were directly overturned and flung out, crashing hard to the ground; their horses shattered into many chunks of flesh.

"Pfft!" Ruan Shu was blasted and vomited blood.

"Pfft!" Qiu Yichen was the same; he was no better off than Ruan Shu.

Ruan Shu was in such pain she was about to faint; had she not bitten her lip and told herself to stay awake, she could not have watched Qiu Yichen recede, "See? This is the chasm between heaven and earth… you could never kill the Palace Master…"

How could Qiu Yichen not be in pain? That heart‑rending, soul‑ripping agony was hard to bear, yet recalling the days he spent in the Five Absolutes Palace's great prison steadied him; in that prison he suffered torture every day and never a night of peaceful sleep.

He drew his Falling Moon Blade, leaning on its support to stagger to his feet; he stumbled and limped away. He needed to draw one step closer to the Palace Master—even a single step would be good.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Hahaha!" Ruan Shu laughed with heart‑rending agony; her heart bled, her suffering having reached an unbearable extreme.

The man Ruan Shu had rescued didn't even turn his head, nor glance at her. Because they were so close, the harm she suffered can be imagined; all surrounding living things turned to dust, even the ruins became ash.

Without any protective measures, Ruan Shu directly took in those two forces; coupled with blood surging to attack her heart, she spat another mouthful of blood—"pfft!"

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Hahaha! You… you treat me like this… like this!" Ruan Shu cried out in sorrow and despair, all her emotions contained within.

Yet, who was she calling out to? Only Qiu Yichen could hear her.

Yet, such a pitiful cry was to Qiu Yichen merely wind in the ear.

The barrier erected by Chen Yi He and the Little Palace Master ultimately could not hold; it shattered. Immediately, the surging power rushed in, hurling the four inside the barrier outward!

Chen Yi He withstood the pressure, holding a sword in each hand! The twin blades emitted sword qi to resist the remaining force! He is the mainstay; if he fails, everyone will die!

The Little Palace Master was not idle either; she swept her hands, and countless silver needles flew from her sleeves!

The silver needles, wrapped in the "Five Absolute Powers," blocked the "Five Absolute Powers" and the "Heavenly Dao Power"!

Yet these could not withstand the power of the Sevenfold Heaven.

"Wu Rong, protect Xiao Xiao Yu!" Chen Yi He shouted.

"Rest assured!" Wu Rong replied, bearing the greatest pressure; despite his severe injuries, he must protect both himself and an unconscious person—there is no room for error!

"Pfft!" The Palace Master fell from the heavens.