Chapter 478: Can’t Be Destroyed

"Why is this happening?"

The moment the battle erupted, the powerhouses of the Forgetful Immortal Palace were struck with awe.

Sword Light!

The Sword Light was unbelievably powerful. You couldn’t even discern what kind of heaven-rending sword art the opponent was using—just a casual swing of his blade carried the force of another swordsman’s lifeblood technique.

A single Sword Light arrived, and his mighty Divine Ability was instantly shattered.

Like an egg dashed against stone.

The opponent’s True Essence was True Essence, while his own was nothing but a joke.

This defied all reason.

The air shook with relentless detonations. Some unleashed Divine Abilities that weren’t strong enough—after the Sword Light shattered their spells, it shot straight toward them, cleaving them in half with a single strike, their Nascent Souls severed in a flash.

Sword Light!

A storm of blades!

Each Sword Light emitted a deafening roar, like Death's own summons.

The entire Forgetful Immortal Palace was engulfed in explosions.

Towers toppled like kindling, disciples fled in panic.

"Forgetful Immortal Formation!"

A thunderous command boomed as all the Void Realms rapidly shifted.

The Celestial Diagram of Heaven’s Palace sucked Lu Ye into its maw, where countless heavenly legionnaires engaged him in fierce combat.

Inky tendrils of power lashed out, but they couldn’t stop him—they stood no chance.

Once Lu Ye locked onto a target and charged forward, everything in his path was shattered by Sword Light.

The powerhouses of the Forgetful Immortal Palace swiftly deployed their grand formation—the Forgetful Immortal Formation's sigils ignited.

This formation greatly amplified the power of the Forgetful Immortal Palace’s forces while unleashing the most ferocious attacks upon their enemies.

All the experts radiated auras of power.

"Rip!"

Reality itself split asunder in the Celestial Diagram of Heaven’s Palace.

Lu Ye’s figure emerged, gazing down at the incandescent mandala taking shape below. The entire ring rose slowly, swiftly drifting toward him. The terrifying energy it contained caused the void within the ring to ripple like melting glass.

Seeing this, Lu Ye lifted his earthen blade skyward.

A terrifying sword intent and vast amounts of spiritual energy poured into the stone sword like a celestial river flowing backward.

The stone sword thrummed with anticipation, emitting a sharp, draconic shriek.

At that moment, his blade's radiance exploded.

Lu Ye’s figure became a streak of light, piercing through the sea of clouds, while the Sword Light disappeared into the firmament.

Beneath him was a radiant ring, as if capable of obliterating all creation.

Lu Ye's aura had surged to its limit, and his Sword Light’s might likewise peaked at this moment.

His palm radiated a blazing scarlet glow, like searing magma, as his hand tightly gripped the hilt, infusing the stone sword with even greater force.

Ascend!

Descend!

The Sword Light arced and whirled as Lu Ye, gripping the stone sword, plunged downward, his black hair wildly whipping in the wind.

Innumerable mighty experts across the heavens and earth watched this scene unfold.

The climactic clash between Sword Light and the ring.

The two hurtled toward each other.

All held their breath—the Forgetful Immortal Palace, the spectators, even would-be interveners.

Finally!

"Boom!"

With a world-shattering detonation, waves of light rippled outward in all directions across the sky, the sheer force of the shockwaves causing the sky to fracture in all directions.

The thunderous blast reverberated endlessly, reaching even the Heavenly Gate.

Countless powerful figures raised their heads before transforming into streaks of light, streaking toward Forgetful Immortal Palace.

"What exactly happened? I must see for myself!"

The Forgetful Immortal Palace cultivators gazed upward, where the void was warped into incomprehensible chaos, its structure violently reshaped by the overwhelming power—utterly impossible to discern.

"He will surely die! He must die!"

"None in the Sixth Heaven could survive such an attack from the Forgetful Immortal Formation. He will undoubtedly perish."

"Madman! It was Qingcheng who provoked him—what does this have to do with us?"

Under Lu Ye's overwhelming pressure,

some prayed desperately for his demise.

Others cursed, demanding his death.

A few wailed in grievance, feeling unjustly dragged into this conflict.

Yet most remained silent.

Should Lu Ye live through this, his comeback would herald a new reckoning.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a sharp, crystalline snap resonated through the heavens and earth.

The Forgetful Immortal Palace cultivators' hearts quaked in dread.

A sword point pierced through the warped air, appearing in everyone's line of sight.

The ultimate sword force grew even more overwhelming.

"We're done for!"

Someone muttered under their breath.

The sword light shattered everything. Lu Ye gripped the dimming sword light by the hilt, following his body as he charged toward the Forgetful Immortal Palace below.

"My friends, I go before you!"

Anyone could foresee the cataclysmic force Lu Ye's strike would unleash if it truly landed.

Each meter down multiplied the destruction.

At this point, all other options had failed.

There was only one way.

A silver-haired matriarch shot into the sky.

Destructive energy exploded from her core.