Volume 6, Chapter 52 – That’s Right — Your Lady Here Is Divine Graced!

“BOOM!!”

Accompanied by a world-shaking eruption of energy, the sky beyond Clavino’s walls had long since become a ruinous, upended hellscape. Howling winds carried shattered rock and blood mist, screaming through the space between heaven and earth. The once-green mountain range had been sheared nearly in half; the exposed rock gleamed with a scorched black sheen under the energy impacts. The ground was riddled with bottomless trenches, and molten rock welled up steadily from the cracks, reducing the entire area to a barren wasteland where nothing could grow.

Renoval stood in midair, his dark green curls torn into disarray by the gale. Behind the gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes were locked onto the center of the battlefield with white-knuckled intensity. At his command, tens of thousands of Vassals of Sea Corrupted Beasts surged from every direction like a cresting black wave. Bazor, fully unleashed and in combat form, howled at the front of the charge — his eight massive tentacles like maddened serpents, reeking of sea and corruption, coiling toward Xing Wu from all sides.

Simultaneously, the eight Peak Divine Departure Realm First Celestial Augur Knights — with Xi Xuan at their head — spread into an Eight Trigrams formation. Spiritual power erupted from each of them like eight columns of light punching skyward, bleaching the darkened world around them to a stark, ghostly white. Each of them poured out their full reserves of spiritual power, every strike carrying world-annihilating force, and unleashed it all toward Xing Wu in unison.

“BOOM——!!!”

Every attack landed at once. The thunderous collision of energies shook heaven and earth so violently the entirety of Yao Xing seemed on the verge of coming apart. The ground beneath Xing Wu’s feet fractured instantly; web-like cracks radiated out from her as their center, extending for dozens of miles. Molten rock erupted from the bottomless trenches and was hurled skyward by the shockwave, raining back down as a torrent of fire. The remaining mountain ranges in the distance collapsed under the shockwave, a deluge of shattered rock crashing down as towering columns of dust stained the entire sky a dark, ashen grey. The air was compressed to its absolute limit, then detonated outward — the resulting pressure waves like invisible giant hands, tearing apart every Corrupted Beast that hadn’t fled in time, blood mist and mangled flesh mingling with rock fragments as they scattered across the heavens and earth.

And yet — at the very center of this storm of annihilation — Xing Wu moved with complete, unhurried ease.

Her silver-white hair snapped in the raging wind, the violet sheen at its ends standing out brilliantly against the darkened world. Violet Augury Force had formed a thin luminous shell around her, cutting off every piece of flying debris, every splash of molten rock, every ripple of residual curse power. The surface of the shell shimmered with gentle ripples as everything crashed against it — and sank without a trace, leaving not the faintest damage. The magnificent scythe in her hand moved as though alive, carving graceful, lethal arcs through the air. Wherever the violet blade light passed, the Corrupted Beasts at the front of the sea charge were bisected or split apart — purple-black blood and shredded flesh flying in all directions — yet not so much as a drop touched her battle dress.

Faced with Bazor’s eight tentacles coiling in from all sides, Xing Wu’s figure vanished in a flash, leaving behind a near-invisible violet afterimage, sliding cleanly past every strike.

She reappeared behind Bazor in an instant. A reverse flick of the scythe — shlick — and two of his thickest tentacles were severed clean. The suckers along the severed stumps still gaped open and shut in spasms; black corrosive fluid sprayed from them, pitting the ground below wherever it landed. Bazor let out an ear-splitting roar of agony. The remaining six tentacles swept in even more frantically, their reverse barbs fully extended, intent on tearing Xing Wu apart completely.

At the same moment, the eight First Celestial Augur Knights’ attacks were closing in. Xing Wu’s eyes sharpened. The violet radiance along the scythe surged explosively. She spun a full rotation in place — a massive arc-shaped blade of light expanded outward and slammed head-on into the Knights’ combined strike.

“BANG!”

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Silver spiritual power and violet Augury Force crashed and detonated together, throwing up an enormous mushroom cloud of energy. All eight Knights were blasted backward dozens of steps simultaneously, blood seeping from their lips, the black robes across their chests shredded by the residual shockwave to reveal skin beneath covered in fine, dense lacerations. Xing Wu swayed — barely — then steadied herself, her posture perfectly composed, not even a strand of hair out of place.

“Not bad at all, aunties and uncles. Quite impressive.”

Xing Wu arched an eyebrow and remarked to herself with casual leisure.

“Impossible?!”

Witnessing this, Renoval’s voice cracked in a sharp, involuntary cry. His dark green eyes filled with disbelieving outrage, pupils contracting to pinpoints from sheer shock.

This siege had assembled tens of thousands of elite Vassals of Sea Corrupted Beasts, Bazor — the Vassals of Sea’s own second-in-command at full power — and eight Peak Divine Departure Realm First Celestial Augur Knights. A force like this was sufficient to sweep through any power on all of Yao Xing.

Aside from the Trinity of Malevolence themselves, no one could stand against it.

And yet —

This woman was strolling through it as if on a leisurely walk. Not only completely unscathed — she was mounting clean, composed counterattacks?

This was entirely beyond the limits of what his mind could process.

—— “Isn’t she just some brat who was born barely any time ago? How — how is this possible?” ——

Right as Renoval’s mind reeled in violent shock, Xing Wu’s gaze suddenly locked onto Moande among the eight Knights. Her purple eyes narrowed slightly.

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“Finally — there you are……. so that’s where you’re hiding?”

The corners of Xing Wu’s lips curved into a cold smile. Violet Augury Force condensed at the tip of the scythe, forming a slender yet razor-sharp lance of light — the air around it warping and tearing continuously. She completely ignored Bazor’s wildly sweeping tentacles and the other seven Knights’ attacks. The Augury Force around her erupted. Her figure disappeared from the spot in an instant — reappearing before Moande the next second.

Faced with Bai Xingwu’s sudden appearance, Moande had no consciousness to speak of — but instinct still brought his long spear up to block.

It made no difference. Xing Wu’s scythe whistled through the air and curved precisely around the spear, driving straight into Moande’s chest.

“PTCH——!”

The scythe tore through black robe and bone without the slightest resistance, striking the hidden curse core directly. The moment Augury Force touched it, the core let out a piercing shriek. Polarvitan’s purple-black curse power thrashed like a panicked beast trying to break free — and was wrapped tight by the violet radiance from every side, unable to escape at all. Xing Wu twisted her wrist. The scythe drove down in one savage cut, shattering the curse core completely. It dissolved into specks of black light, crackling briefly in the air before fading to nothing.

With the core destroyed, Moande’s body began convulsing violently. The black aura around him receded like a tide pulling back from shore. The crimson spiritual power lost its anchor and crumbled to ash. His body first turned translucent — then came apart piece by piece — and finally dissolved into absolute nothing, leaving not a remnant of soul, not a fragment of bone. This time, he did not regenerate.

“This……. this is impossible!”

Renoval’s eyes went wide, his dark green gaze flooded with bewilderment and panic.

That was someone recalled from death using the power of the Abyssal Lord Polarvitan herself……. aside from Ulutiel and Master……. no one should have been capable of destroying those puppets.

How could this girl possibly —

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“You little brat……. what exactly did you just do?”

Seemingly catching Renoval’s demand, Xing Wu slowly turned. Her purple eyes regarded him with calm composure.

“Nothing much. Just purified the curse core using the power of the Heart of the World……”

“The Heart of the World?”

Those five words detonated in Renoval’s mind like a thunderbolt out of clear sky. His pupils contracted sharply. The color drained from his face in an instant.

“That thing……. is inside you?”

As the words left him, Renoval’s brow began twitching uncontrollably. A premonition of profound, terrible consequence bloomed and spread through the pit of his stomach. He knew — House Solrog’s former True Ancestor, Astral, had used the power of the Heart of the World to break through to the Divine Graced Realm.

And now? If the Heart of the World was inside Bai Xingwu — did that mean……..

Xing Wu appeared to notice his expression. Her brow lifted with playful amusement.

“For a disciple of annoying old Mom’s, you’ve got a decent enough head on your shoulders~. Yes indeed — exactly what you’re thinking.”

Before the words had fully left her lips, the aura around Xing Wu changed entirely.

The previously gentle violet Augury Force erupted in a single instant to its absolute limit, transforming into a towering pillar of light that pierced heaven and earth. Layered rings of violet radiance surrounded it, dyeing the entire sky a deep, luminous violet.

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A terrifying pressure — far surpassing the Divine Departure Realm — bore down on the entire battlefield all at once like a mountain descending from the heavens. This was the supreme, absolute pressure of the Divine Graced Realm.

The air froze in an instant. Tens of thousands of Vassals of Sea Corrupted Beasts trembled and collapsed to the ground under the pressure, instantly purified into nothingness. The fully unleashed Bazor let out a pained, strangled moan; his eight massive tentacles curled inward, his enormous body shaking without cease. The remaining seven First Celestial Augur Knights shuddered as one — their bodies dropping from the sky against their will, falling to their knees. Their weapons clattered to the ground. Even standing upright had become a near impossibility.

Renoval was driven back step after step by the pressure alone. A searing pain erupted in his chest. His throat went sweet — a mouthful of blood surged upward and nearly burst from his lips. He forced it back down through sheer will, but the color of his face turned several shades worse for it.

“You little wretch……. you can actually withstand the power of the Heart of the World?? Are you — are you kidding me?”

The green-haired man’s voice was saturated with the bitter, unwilling disbelief of someone refusing to accept what was right in front of them.

On the other side, Xing Wu hovered in silence.

She gazed at her open palm, feeling the energy pouring endlessly from within her body. The corners of the silver-haired young woman’s mouth curved upward, and she murmured quietly to herself.

“Since I promised annoying old Mom I’d handle things here — I can’t go back on my word.”

One soft murmur — and then Xing Wu’s cold gaze locked directly onto Renoval, sending a sudden, involuntary chill shooting up his spine.

And one more thing —

—— “You little punk, who exactly are you calling a ‘brat’? Your great-aunt here……. is quite a bit older than you!!! “ ——