# 966
Chapter 967: Gate-Slaying
The wind howled.
Lin Qiye stood atop the mountain summit, gazing up at the emptiness above, slowly raising the black-gold blade in his hand.
A terrifying aura radiated from the blade's surface.
This Magatsu Blade that ignored all boundaries could allow Yuzuri Takishiro to slaughter corpse gods, and could also grant Lin Qiye—who only possessed "Unmeasured" cultivation—the power to slash open Takamagahara's Gate of Consecration.
As the blade rose, a mysterious qi was drawn from the void, like an invisible thread connecting to the blade's edge…
At that moment, Lin Qiye, hand gripping the hilt, perceived a mysterious coordinate.
That was the coordinate of the Gate of Consecration.
The Gate of Consecration had fled into the void; only Takamagahara's native gods could draw its descent. The black-gold Magatsu Blade before him had been crafted by the Tsukoyomi gods at immense cost precisely to locate this gate and cleave it open.
Finding the Gate of Consecration and tricking it into descending was the blade's most fundamental ability.
BOOM—!!
Above the city's ruins, a massive portal outline condensed from the mist, ancient and desolate, its presence enveloping heaven and earth.
One corner of the portal touched down on the earth, instantly crushing an entire city to dust. The thunderous tremor echoed across the horizon as rolling dust engulfed the three cloaked figures on the mountain summit.
The Gate of Consecration descended.
Lin Qiye's blazing golden eyes burned like twin suns amidst the dust.
He raised the black-gold blade, its edge aimed at the center of the ancient portal. Dazzling black-gold flowing light erupted from his palms, spreading hundreds of meters outward before coalescing into a massive blade silhouette that he gripped tightly.
"Seven Nights Big Brother, give it a name."
Yuzuri Nana's voice echoed in Lin Qiye's ear.
This Magatsu Blade needed a name—a name sufficient to bear its power and destiny.
"A name, you say…"
Lin Qiye murmured to himself.
He gazed at this enormous blade that pointed directly at the divine kingdom's gate. His eyes flickered with contemplation.
On this blade's body shone the light of defiance. It was a divine artifact tempered in the mortal realm, and its existence itself was a provocation to the gods, a desecration of divine authority.
"Let's call it… [Divine Calamity]."
SWOOSH—!!
The words fell. Before the sky-reaching portal, the insignificant Lin Qiye stood atop the mountain summit, black-gold great blade in hand, and from the mortal realm, slashed toward the ancient divine kingdom's gate!
The black-gold blade light sliced across the sky in an instant, cutting through thick clouds and mist before striking the heavy surface of the Gate of Consecration. The blade edge tore into the gate, and a ferocious slash wound was deeply branded upon it following Lin Qiye's strike.
The shrill, thunderous sound of the slash echoed across the horizon, making people's eardrums ache.
The black-gold blade light swept across the portal, severing it in one stroke, then悬停在半空中，化作漫天的微光，消散无踪。
The severed mist churned violently before quickly returning to normal.
But the blade scar on the Gate of Consecration's surface continued to spread rapidly!
When the final thread of cracks shattered, the entire surface of the Gate of Consecration exploded open with a gap. Through this opening, one could clearly see the red world beyond the gate…
【Divine Calamity】 was sheathed.
"Cough, cough, cough…"
Lin Qiye lowered his head and coughed. A wave of weakness washed over him; his face turned deathly pale.
Without divine power, he had been counter-blasted by the artifact's power, causing tremendous strain on his body. Fortunately, his body had already been tempered by faith power, giving him far greater endurance than ordinary people. Otherwise, he would have collapsed by now, devoid of all strength.
Lin Qiye briefly assessed his condition. At most, he could deliver one more strike.
"Are you alright?" Wang Mian looked at Lin Qiye's pallid face with concern.
"I'm fine." Lin Qiye took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the massive gap in the Gate of Consecration. "The gate is open. We should go."
"Agreed."
The three figures simultaneously leapt from the mountain summit, transforming into three afterimages that shot directly through the Gate of Consecration.
Lin Qiye's form blended with the night, racing through the blood-red world at breakneck speed, carrying Wang Mian and Wu Xiangnan toward a certain direction.
This was his second time entering Takamagahara. Before this, he hadn't even imagined he would have a chance to return.
Last time, he had been狼狈 pursued by Susanoo and barely escaped Takamagahara.
This time, he had come for revenge.
Within the black-gold blade, pale golden light rippled outward, enveloping all three of them in a protective glow. The red moon's glow was blocked outside the light.
This blade could shield against the red moon's corruption?
Lin Qiye witnessed this, somewhat surprised… If he recalled correctly, it had also dispersed the mist's erosion just now in the fog.
Could this be related to the blade's abilities?
Just as Lin Qiye was pondering, at the end of the horizon, a towering mountain shadow appeared before their eyes.
Beneath the scarlet full moon, endless divine corpses were piled into a towering mountain, emanating a nauseating stench of blood.
Atop this corpse mountain, a one-armed figure draped in blood-stained divine robes sat gazing up at the crimson moon overhead, his eyes filled with boundless fanaticism.
"Hmm?" Wang Mian observed this, eyes flickering with confusion. "That's Susanoo? Why does he only have one arm?"
Wu Xiangnan frowned slightly, shaking his head. "I don't know. When we encountered him before, his body was intact, and he was still relatively lucid."
Lin Qiye stared at Susanoo's severed arm, understanding dawning in his heart.
When he had left Takamagahara, Susanoo's arm was still there. Which meant Merlin had blasted off one of his arms after that?
As if sensing the three approaching, Susanoo atop the corpse mountain suddenly turned his head toward their direction. Those crimson-red eyes erupted with terrifying killing intent!
ROAR—!!!
He rose from the corpse mountain, opened his mouth, and released a beast-like roar, like a mad god standing beneath the crimson moon.
A terrifying divine pressure suddenly descended, sweeping across the earth like a hurricane, sending chills through all.
Before him, three figures calmly looked up at the raving Susanoo atop the mountain. Wang Mian narrowed his eyes and spoke:
"Neither of you are Human Apex. Remember to keep your distance from him. I'll face him head-on."
His words fell. Time around him began to flow rapidly, as if a movie had been sped up a hundredfold. It flashed past Lin Qiye and Wu Xiangnan in an instant, and at speed invisible to the naked eye, he charged straight toward Susanoo's face.
Wu Xiangnan, clad in a light blue cloak, held a sword in one hand and smiled faintly.
"I have my sword. That's enough…"
His figure flickered, streaking across the earth!