Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

In the center of the arena, Nicardoli, whose body was covered in light spears, was once again pressed to the ground by the pressure, struggling and roaring incessantly.

Seeing this, Bai'e and Wan Di seized the opportunity to unleash their attacks on its body.

‘Rumble—’

The massive, illusory red sword tip blotted out the sky, slowly emerging from the clouds.

At the same time, the Heavenly Punishment's retinue, White Calamity, Ten Thousand Enemies, and even Nicardori's body within Suspended Peak City all felt a momentary daze on the spiritual level.

"That invisible sword... what exactly is it?" Wan Di looked up, lost in thought.

Bai E's eyes gleamed. "It should be a mental attack. He's trying to sever the link between [Heaven's Punishment Edge] and the heroic spirits!"

at the same time.

The holy city of Ohmma.

Tibo stood on the high platform, gazing in the direction of Xuanfeng City in the far distance, and couldn't help but ask in surprise:

"Huh? What strange energy fluctuations. Could it be that Xiaobai, Xiaodi, and Xiaohuan failed to stop the activation of the Heavenly Punishment Blade?!"

Danheng stood next to Tibao, also gazing into the distance.

In the hazy distance, a red sword tip, like a flame, obscured the distant sky as it slowly descended.

The terrifying power was so great that even the residents of Ohmma could feel the fierce wind, which made the crotches of their clothes drying in the sun rustle loudly.

Chapter 1203 I'm off work today

"Ah...it's getting bigger and bigger, a miracle, a miracle!"

In the marble market, someone stood on a rooftop, pointing excitedly at a streak of red light on the horizon:

"The Titans of Discord are finally coming to wipe out us rats! Yay!"

"Are you out of your mind? That red light wasn't coming for us!"

"Oh, I see, Nicardi is getting married... so everyone can share in the joy."

They chattered amongst themselves, completely unaware that the mound of earth piled in the corner was weathering and crumbling, emitting a faint smell of pollution.

……

"boom--!!"

The illusory sword fell with extraordinary power; its residual force alone leveled the entire inner and outer city of Xuanfeng.

The [Heavenly Punishment Blade], which had been praised by the world, now dimmed and fell from the sky, its light fading as dull as ordinary iron.

The blade fell straight down from the sky, piercing Nicardoli's chest, and crashing into the lava underground along with the entire arena.

Lava is rolling.

After a long while, the golden chains slowly tightened, pulling Nicardoli's mangled body out of the scorching heat.

Its once divine body was tattered and mangled, but the moment it was pulled out of the lava, it began to struggle desperately again, flinging out lava that almost hit Yan Huan's clothes.

"Holy crap, it can still move?"

Yan Huan stood behind the mimic Judah, cautiously peeking out to examine the legendary Titan of Strife.

It is still aggressive, but because it is chained up, it cannot use many of its moves.

"It's truly a miracle." Bai E came to Yan Huan's side, looking at Nicardoli who was still struggling, and said with relief:

"It's good that Brother Yan Huan came with us, otherwise it would have been a fierce battle for just me and Wan Di."

"Hmph, just like a picnic." Wan Di crossed his arms and said in a deep voice:

"I should really thank you for not fighting back against Aglaia earlier, otherwise the Golden Blood might have suffered casualties."

Only now did Wan Di realize just how terrifying Yan Huan's strength truly was.

They are at least no less than the two demigods stationed in the holy city.

"This thing seems to be immortal."

Yan Huan walked up to Nicardoli's towering divine body, picked up a brick, and tapped it against the body.

"Can it talk?"

From the moment the three entered the Soul Forging Zone, Nicardoli acted like a wild beast, only knowing how to roar, with absolutely no communication whatsoever.

At least the divine retribution outside can say something; how could their creator be mute...?

"It's obvious that it has gone mad."

Wan Di scrutinized Nicardoli, who was bound.

"Bai'er, don't you want to be a hero? Give it the final blow."

"To be honest, I also want to..." Bai E stepped forward with his sword.

“I just tried it, and it seems that Nicardi’s divine body cannot be killed.”

More precisely, it is that it is resurrected every time it is about to die, as if it were a demon from hell.

"What should we do then?" Wan Di frowned.

If Nicardo doesn't die, the flames of conflict cannot be extinguished, and the prophecy cannot be fulfilled.

"We should go back and ask those two demigods about this."

Yan Huan circled Nicardi for a while, then pondered:

"I always felt that this guy wasn't at his full potential yet; he was still a bit weak."

"Then why not temporarily seal Nicardoli here, and return to the Holy City to discuss a way to break the seal?" Bai'er suddenly had an idea.

"You all go back, I'll keep an eye on it here."

Wan Di crossed his arms and silently glanced at Nicardoli, who was now wrapped in a ball by the golden lock.

"If it summons the Divine Wrath's minions again to untie itself, that would be troublesome."

“Then I’ll stay too,” Bai E volunteered.

"It's really not appropriate to leave you here alone."

“No, it’s very suitable.” Wan Di said expressionlessly.

"I am the king of Xuanfeng City. Give me some space to contemplate life."

"The most important thing now is the safety of the Holy City."

"The bodies of those corrupted relatives must have been hidden inside the city, right? And the Heavenly Punishment army is probably already lying in wait outside the city, just waiting for the right moment to attack."

"By comparison, Suspended Peak City is the safest."

Wan Di looked at the two of them and urged:

"Find a way to break its immortality, then defeat it and obtain the fire."

"Only this last step remains."

……

After the second war of conflict, Bai E and Yan Huan were teleported back to the Holy City.

"They're back."

Beside the golden bath, Aglaia, Xia Die, and Dan Heng stood.

"Are you alright?" Dan Heng asked Yan Huan. "Have you encountered any obstacles?"

"It's alright, I've sealed Nicardi away for now."

"It's a pity that my Mimicry Abyss isn't powerful enough to kill it, otherwise it wouldn't have been so troublesome."

"Thank you for your hard work." Dan Heng nodded slightly.

Next, Bai E explained the specific details one by one.

"I see." Aglaia said indifferently.

"Is it immortal this time?"

"With Wan Di temporarily stationed in Xuanfeng City, it shouldn't be a problem."

"Now that the Titan of Strife has been sealed away, we have plenty of time."

"Wait, where's Teacher Tibo?" Bai'er looked around.

“She has gone to prepare for the fight against the Scourge,” Aglaia replied.

"You don't need to worry about what happens next; just leave it to others."

At this time, the bodies of the relatives hidden in the holy city have not yet been found, and the army of divine punishment outside the city has probably already assembled most of them.

The main pool area below the Golden Bath still echoes with the sounds of laughter and joy.

Clearly, Aglaia did not inform the public about these matters.

“The citizens of the city are still indulging in pleasure as usual… Don’t you think this counts as a crisis?” Bai’er asked Aglaia.

Aglaia nodded gently.

“If every crisis were dealt with in the same way, Ohm would never have a moment’s peace.”

"It is the duty of the Golden Descendants to silently eliminate threats and free them from the shadow of fear."

Bai E sighed:

"On this point, we have always disagreed... but now is not the time to argue."

"We all know how terrible the Kuroshio Current pollution is."

"It's far from enough for Teacher Tibo to act alone; we need more people to join the search."

"And Nicardi's immortal body is also a problem..."

Aglaia simply looked at Bai Er quietly, a smile on her face.

“You’re forcing yourself to calm down; that’s growth, Beer.”