Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"I've left a mark here so you can come back anytime."

"No." Wan Di shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"Since you have such skills, then hurry back. I and Bai'er will ensure the safety of the area around the guard gate until you return."

"Fine……"

At this point, Yan Huan temporarily left Suspended Peak City and headed to Ohma.

In the empty corridor, only Wan Di and Bai E remained.

"This is so convenient!" Bai'er exclaimed.

"Otherwise, we'll only have to choose one of the two."

"Hmph, your previous proposal was too risky." Wan Di glanced at Bai E.

"If we choose not to return to Ohma to report the news, and are defeated by Nicardoli, the Holy City will face the greatest calamity."

"What will happen to the common people then? And what about the remaining Golden Descendants?"

“Yes…” Bai E smiled calmly.

"But even if we go back to help, how much can we change?"

"At most, we can only find the hidden bodies of our relatives, but even that will still be just as chaotic as they planned."

"But if we can kill Nicardoli right here... all the conspiracies and schemes will naturally fall apart."

"Don't let yourself fall into an abyss of regret later." Wan Di snorted coldly.

Fortunately, this foreigner could deliver messages, which prevented the three-person attack team from being forced into a choice between two options.

Recalling the contents of the stone slab, Wan Di slowly looked toward the Soul Forging Zone.

“Nikadori…has your body truly been hollowed out by the hand of madness? Have you completely abandoned the dignity of a warrior…”

Just as Yan Huan said, using poisonous schemes to achieve victory is not something the God of Conflict should do. It is justifiable to call him the God of Deception.

The Titans, once the epitome of warrior spirit, have now become like this…

A short while later, Yan Huan returned through the teleportation portal.

"Let's continue," Wan Di said in a deep voice.

"The air is getting increasingly stuffy; it seems we've been here too long, and Titan has already noticed."

"I never imagined that the former god of conflict would become like this..."

"Then kill him." Yan Huan drew a golden spear and slung it over his shoulder.

"What kind of god is someone who can use this method?"

Chapter 1201 We should dismantle the big ones first.

As they advanced toward the Soul Forging Zone, the air grew increasingly hot and dry.

It seems the aura of the Titans of Strife is at work again.

“Thinking about it now, it’s possible we could have died here, right?” Bai E suddenly said.

Wan Di stopped and turned to look at him:

"Be careful, your mind is being corrupted by [strife]."

"Maybe." Bai E felt the air was getting drier and his breathing became more rapid.

"I believe we will accomplish our mission and emerge unscathed."

"Just like the road in front of us, although it is broken and damaged, it will definitely lead to the end."

Along the way, the number of divine retribution followers increased, and they guarded this area.

"Great is my Lord Nicardoli!"

"How magnificent! The spirit of war is immortal!"

A member of the divine retribution stood before the three men, empty-handed, only shouting.

“My kin, I ask you—is Suspended Peak City preparing to exterminate Ohma?” Wan Di asked.

The family members did not answer, but just kept calling out.

"Great is my Lord Nicardoli!"

"How magnificent! The spirit of war is immortal!"

Most likely, he's lost his mind.

Since it didn't attack, the three of them went around it.

"Perhaps there are other relatives ahead who we can communicate with." Wan Di looked ahead.

Bai E turned around and glanced at the empty-handed companion. "Aren't you going to get rid of it?"

"If you see this as a threat, then go ahead—I have no reason to take action." Wan Di continued walking forward.

Yan Huan followed behind Wan Di and suddenly pointed to the gate not far away.

"Look at that guy, he's holding a book."

“Those are scholars from the carving section,” Wan Di said in a deep voice.

"But it does seem to be able to communicate, let's go take a look."

The three approached the scholar's family, and as expected, it did not attack.

"Sculpt an indelible body from steel that is never refined!"

"Magnificent! Nicardoli... reigning over all nations. Magnificent! Nicardoli... unparalleled in the world!"

"An indestructible body?" Bai E grasped the key point.

"The one that attacked Ohma earlier was only half a body. According to it, there shouldn't be many more of those bodies in Suspended Peak City, right?"

"It should be," Wan Di reminded him.

"At the end of the great battle, Nicardo went mad, and his divine power continued to drain away."

"Now... that Titan's remaining power is less than one-tenth of what it used to be."

"Creating a half-body for oneself can indeed consolidate power, but compared to a glorious death, it actually chose to prolong its existence in this way... It's truly lamentable."

Bai'e sighed:

"It seems it has completely lost its warrior's dignity. Your decision to lead your people away was the right one, Wan Di."

Wan Di glanced at him. "My choice needs no embellishment, Savior."

"It was merely a self-imposed exile, a relinquishment of pride, and not worthy of being sung as a hymn."

"But if what it says is true, the fight against Nicardoli is destined to be a tough one."

Yan Huan listened to their conversation, and it seemed that Nicardoli was being described as very powerful.

but……

If it's really that powerful and cunning, why doesn't it just rush out now and beat the three of them up?

A sneak attack would also work...

Or perhaps we could release some poison or dig a pit?

The raiding party had been infiltrating for so long, and the God of Strife had done almost nothing, letting the three of them run rampant in Suspended Peak City.

If, as Wan Di said, it has many halves, then it makes sense to send a few halves to fight.

Bai E looked at Wan Di.

"But when it comes to immortality, you're an expert in that field too."

"Enough with the nonsense." Wan Di said expressionlessly.

"Haha... I just wanted to give Brother Yan Huan a detailed introduction to your abilities," Bai E said to Yan Huan with a smile.

"Rumor has it that the invincible king of Suspended Peak City is a peerless warrior—his divine gift is [the ability to refuse death]."

"Simply put, it means it can't die."

"You seem to have told me about this before." Yan Huan looked at him.

"But if you set another flag for him, he'll die even if he doesn't."

"Hmph, I'd love to die in battle." Wan Di scoffed.

The three continued onward and came across another large companion.

He stood by the roadside, carrying a greatsword, muttering to himself:

"Heroic spirits, offer your battle souls to the spear of divine punishment... become Nicardo's blade, piercing the enemy's heart and core!"

"To become the fuel that sustains the flame... to burn the decaying world to the ground!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan suddenly had a clue.

Since they allow their side to kill people without intervening, could this be exactly what the Titans of Strife want?

That [Heavenly Punishment Edge]... doesn't it need the souls of these followers to accumulate energy?

Yan Huan looked up, wanting to see what the golden giant sword looked like again, but found that there was no longer a dome here, and she could not see the sky.

"I'll give everything for Nicardi...!"

The family members shouldered their greatswords and suddenly launched an attack on the three.

"Watch out!" Wan Di was on high alert.

"I probably know what's going on."

Yan Huan stepped forward and kicked the charging Greatsword companion away, watching helplessly as it fell into the lava, splashing up scorching sparks.

Meanwhile, the air became even hotter.

"You want to use us to kill your own kind to power up the sword in the sky, right..."