India.

Temple of the God of Heaven.

In the center of the temple suspended in the sky, a golden statue with four hands and four arms trembled slightly, dust fell from the statue, and an inexplicable aura emanated from it.

Among the four faces, the eyes on two of them were open at the same time, looking in a certain direction.

"destroy……"

…

Takamagahara.

The Taoist stood among thousands of golden flowers, staring at the sky above his head, and took a deep breath.

"Sword of Origin."

Boom!

The heaven standing above Takama-ga-hara shook slightly, and dense fairy air rolled out.

A golden thread floated out from the center of the heaven, like a snake, passing through the gray mist and lingering around the Taoist's sword finger. ..

This is the origin of heaven.

The moment this golden thread appeared, the polluted power trapped in the golden flower formation began to boil violently. The pollution that already existed in various places in Takama-ga-hara instantly receded like a tide, avoiding the golden thread as if it were a snake or scorpion!

A polluted vacuum zone was cleared out within a radius of dozens of miles around the Taoist priest.

At the same time, the ground of Takama-ga-hara began to vibrate and hum, as if it could not bear the weight of the golden thread. The broken and rotten earth began to collapse automatically.

Surrounded by golden flowers, the Taoist took a step forward, and the sword finger raised high above his head slowly slashed down...

Wherever the Taoist's sword pointed, space began to break apart, as if there was an infinitely long, unmeasurable, and indestructible sword of nothingness that was slowly cutting through all the laws of this divine kingdom.

In the sky above Takama-ga-hara, a cut extended rapidly, and the two sides of the cut were like red-hot irons, cutting down the earth from the sky and splitting the entire Takama-ga-hara in two from the center.

With one sword, Takama-ga-hara was cut down.

As the golden threads fluttered, Takama-ga-hara, which was cut in half, and the polluted power within it, rapidly collapsed and dissipated into nothingness.

The Taoist stood between the collapsed heaven and earth, waved his hand to send the golden thread back to the heaven, pulled out the [Divine Disaster] with his right hand, and threw it towards the gradually disappearing wreckage of Takama-ga-hara.

The blade of [Divine Disaster] pierced into the wreckage of Takama-ga-hara, and the divine power and laws that poured out madly poured into the blade. The faint golden light on the blade brightened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It is absorbing the power of this kingdom of God to maintain the operation of the blade world.

Takamagahara, which originally relied on the faith of the "human circle" to fill itself, at this moment, became the nourishment of the new world. Even if it only absorbed a part of the power of the kingdom of God, this energy was enough to maintain the operation of the blade world for hundreds or thousands of years.

When the energy absorbed by the sword reached its limit, the black and gold blade automatically pulled out of the wreckage of Takama-ga-hara and flew back into the sheath in the Taoist's palm.

The Taoist smiled slightly, flicked his finger on the knife, and the [divine disaster] disappeared out of thin air, without a trace.

…

Misty Japan.

An Qingyu meticulously put away the surgical instruments, put on a white coat and walked to the unconscious Yuuri Takibai, then reached out and gently patted his shoulder.

Lying on the operating table, Yuuri Takishiro's eyelids trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes. After a brief moment of confusion, he looked at An Qingyu beside him.

"Brother Qingyu...is it over?"

"Well, you've recovered." An Qingyu helped him up from the operating table and said with a smile, "The genetic defect has been perfectly repaired, and the old disease will not recur. Except for the loss of some life span, everything else has returned to normal."

Yuri Takishiro smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Qingyu."

"You're welcome."

"Qingyu! Qingyu! Come out and see!" Baili Pangpang hurried back to the house and pointed outside in shock, "The Heavenly Palace! It appeared!"

An Qingyu was stunned, and walked out of the house quickly with Yuuri Takibai, looking up at the sky.

In the hazy fog, the wreckage of Takama-ga-hara continued to fall into the sea. Above the gray sky, there was only a huge golden shadow with an immortal aura, standing still.

"Is that the Heavenly Palace?" An Qingyu asked in astonishment, "It's much bigger than I imagined..."

"The Heavenly Palace has appeared, but where are the gods of Daxia?"

Cao Yuan stared carefully at the surroundings of the Heavenly Palace and asked in confusion, "It seems that apart from the three figures that just flew up, I didn't see any other Great Xia gods..."

"She should be in heaven." Baili Pangpang's eyes lit up, "Let's fly up and take a look! I want to see Chang'e with my own eyes! The Seven Fairies! The Lady of the Nine Heavens!"

“…”

"That's God's kingdom after all. We can't go there just by saying so." Shen Qingzhu shook his head.

Just as they were talking, a crimson figure flew rapidly from the sky.

"Qi Ye is back." Baili Pangpang's eyes lit up when he saw the man.

Lin Qiye jumped down from the somersault cloud, raised his head to look at the sky, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"We should go back to Daxia." Lin Qiye said seriously, "The Heavenly Court has descended. If nothing unexpected happens, the Misty World will soon be in chaos. It's too dangerous to continue staying outside."

Baili Pangpang and others looked at each other and nodded.

"Takishiro, what about you?" Lin Qiye's eyes fell on Yuri Takishiro, "The 'Human Circle' has been destroyed, what are your plans?"

"I... I don't know." Yuuri Takishiro scratched his head and smiled bitterly, "I don't have a home to return to anymore..."

Lin Qiye and the others looked at each other and started to give each other crazy looks.

Lin Qiye coughed twice and said seriously:

"Takibai, if you have no other plans, come back to Daxia with us."

"Yes, yes, Daxia is very fun." Baili Pangpang nodded like a little chicken pecking at rice.

"Well, Daxia has quite a few games... um... too." An Qingyu said halfway and was speechless for a moment, "But most of them are a bit kryptonian, and a bit damaging to the liver..."

"I can teach you Chinese." Jiang Er's voice came from the speaker on An Qingyu's waist.

Under the warm invitation of everyone, Yuuri Takishiro hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

"good……"

Lin Qiye breathed a sigh of relief, and the eyes of the others were also filled with excitement.

They successfully picked up a human ceiling with explosive combat power and brought it back to Daxia. I wonder what Zuo Qing’s expression would be when he saw them bringing Yuri Takibai back...

"Let's go."

Lin Qiye waved his hand to summon the [Somersault Cloud] and was about to stand on it when a stream of black and gold light flew from the sky, as if it had eyes, and landed directly in Lin Qiye's hand.

[Divine disaster]?

Lin Qiye held the knife in his hand and turned to look towards heaven. Amidst the dense fairy air, a Taoist figure was looking in his direction, as if smiling.

Lin Qiye bowed and then led everyone onto the somersault cloud, rising from the earth and flying rapidly towards Daxia.