Chapter 1192: The World-Annihilating Palm Strike

The Sword Master, the Insect Ancestor, and the mysterious master of the Starlight World stood in the sky above Flying Snow City, blocking the path of the Undying Nether Emperor.

This scene brought relief to many across the Heart Realm Continent who had been deeply concerned for Dongbo Xueying.

“Three supreme experts have come to aid him, and that world master from the Broken Tooth Mountain Range is especially unfathomable,” murmured the Lord of Nanyun Kingdom, his anxiety easing slightly. “With their help, Xueying should be able to survive this calamity.”

“Who is this enigmatic ‘Starlight World Master’ from the Broken Tooth Mountain Range? Even the Undying Nether Emperor seems wary of him?” Within Flying Snow City, the Yingshan Matriarch watched intently, knowing the fate of the entire Yingshan Clan hung in the balance. If the city fell, they would be defenseless against the Undying Nether Emperor.

“A debt of gratitude? The Flying Snow Emperor has done you a favor?” The Undying Nether Emperor sneered. “You, a world master of the Broken Tooth Mountain Range, whose power surpasses his—how could he possibly have aided you?”

“He saved my daughter,” the man clad in starlight robes replied with a faint smile. “Nether Emperor, the Flying Snow Emperor has countless avatars. You cannot truly kill him. Why persist? Just withdraw.”

“Very well.”

The Undying Nether Emperor’s gaze swept past the Sword Master and the Insect Ancestor before locking onto the starlight-robed figure. “You are merely one of many world masters in the Broken Tooth Mountain Range, and now you’ve left your domain. Let’s see how much of your strength remains! As for the Sword Demon and the Insect Ancestor… begone! None who stand in my way today shall prevail!”

With those words, his hands blotted out the sky, each palm containing a swirling world of black flames—a sight so terrifying it could crush the will of any who beheld it.

Two colossal palms descended.

One swept toward the Insect Ancestor and the Sword Master.

The other crashed toward the starlight-robed man.

The palms were vast enough to encompass heaven and earth, leaving no room to evade.

“Cleave!”

The Sword Master drew his blade, its radiance splitting the heavens with boundless might.

“Hmph.” The Insect Ancestor snorted, his black robes transforming into a dark staff—his weapon of choice. With a thrust, his arm elongated, the staff expanding like a celestial pillar, piercing directly into the black-flame world within the descending palm.

Yet, under the Undying Nether Emperor’s overwhelming strike, the Sword Master’s sword-light shattered, and the Insect Ancestor’s staff disintegrated into countless writhing insects.

The Sword Master retreated swiftly, his blade deflecting the residual force.

The Insect Ancestor flapped his wings, tearing through layers of space as he fled.

“Ah!”

Despite his dominance, the Undying Nether Emperor suddenly let out a pained cry.

The Starlight World Master had thrust his spear straight through the other colossal palm, shattering the black-flame world within and leaving a gaping hole in the Nether Emperor’s very flesh.

“Impressive, Starlight World Master! Within your domain, I might have conceded some ground. But here in the Heart Realm Continent? Begone!!!”

Enraged, the Undying Nether Emperor activated the strange, metallic heart within his body. A drop of golden blood ignited, flooding his left arm with an unfathomable power.

His left hand turned radiant gold, exuding regal majesty as it lashed out once more at the Starlight World Master.

“This—?” The Starlight World Master’s expression darkened. He sensed true danger from that golden palm. In his own world, he would have stood firm, but here, his strength was diminished.

With a twist of his spear, he met the attack head-on.

“Boom!!!”

The golden palm struck with such force that time itself seemed to freeze, space fracturing under its might. The Starlight World Master’s spear trembled violently, his hands drenched in blood as he was sent hurtling backward like a shooting star.

As for the Insect Ancestor and the Sword Master, they had already been suppressed long before the Undying Nether Emperor revealed his full power.

In terms of strength, the Sword Master—with eighty percent of the Nightfall Ancestor’s might—could still be considered invincible. The Insect Ancestor, however, was far weaker, lacking any supreme legacy. His combat power barely surpassed that of an ordinary Ultimate realm cultivator. Even several of Dongbo Xueying’s avatars working together could rival him.

Yet, the Insect Ancestor excelled in survival.

“What?!” In the imperial palace of the Xiawind Ancient Nation, Emperor Xia’s expression finally shifted as he watched the battle unfold. “The Undying Nether Emperor still has such a technique?”

His gaze locked onto the colossal golden palm.

If the Nether Emperor’s earlier displays had merely matched Emperor Xia’s own power, this golden hand surpassed him entirely.

“His strength truly exceeds mine,” Emperor Xia admitted silently. “Even when Xueying disrupted his sacrificial ritual, he didn’t resort to this. Only when pressed by the Starlight World Master did he unleash it. Perhaps there’s a cost to using this ability?”

If it were a common technique, why conceal it until now?

“Incredible.”

“Formidable.”

“The Undying Nether Emperor’s power indeed surpasses Emperor Xia’s.”

“Among the invincible existences of the Heart Realm Continent, none can rival the Undying Nether Emperor in strength!”

“The Undying Nether Emperor… is the undisputed supreme powerhouse of this realm.”

Every invincible existence witnessing this scene reached the same conclusion.

“Begone!”

The Undying Nether Emperor hovered mid-air, his dark aura engulfing the world. One hand, wreathed in black flames, suppressed the Sword Master and Insect Ancestor, forcing them into desperate retreat. The other, now a blazing golden palm, sent the Starlight World Master reeling before striking again.

A spatial rift tore open as the Starlight World Master was hurled through it, flung far beyond the battlefield.

“Dongbo Xueying, I told you—no one can save you!!!” The Undying Nether Emperor’s gaze shifted to Xueying above Flying Snow City, his eyes brimming with murderous intent.

His golden hand retracted, then descended toward the city below.

“Perish!!!”

The golden palm carried the full might of the Heart Realm Continent’s strongest being—a strike fueled by boundless fury.

At this moment, panic erupted across the land.

Those who owed Dongbo Xueying their lives watched in despair.

Those who admired him could only watch helplessly.

Even the Lord of Nanyun Kingdom wore an expression of anguish. “I told him to endure… he should have endured!”

“Is this… the end of our Yingshan Clan?” The Yingshan Matriarch stood within the city, gazing up at the golden doom descending from the heavens.

The Sword Master and the Insect Ancestor, both battered and flung aside, could only watch in desperation.

“Dongbo Xueying…” The Insect Ancestor, Ba Tuo Chen, yearned to aid his benefactor.

“Xueying!” The Sword Master’s voice was laced with urgency.

But it was futile.

Even the Starlight World Master had been cast aside, unable to return in time.

This was a palm capable of annihilating worlds.

Though the Heart Realm Continent’s laws were strict, obliterating Flying Snow City would be effortless for such power.

“Qinghe!”

Dongbo Xueying stretched out his hand, and a dark, ominous spear materialized within his grasp.

He raised it high with both hands.

“Rumble—”

Every formation in Flying Snow City activated, countless runes glowing as their energy converged upon Xueying. At this moment, as the core of the city’s grand array, he became the nexus of its power.

“Hunyuan—Heaven and Earth as One, the Great Severing!!!”

Madness burned in Xueying’s eyes as he swung the spear upward.

The world around him fractured, dark surges of Hunyuan energy pouring through the cracks, coalescing into his weapon as he brought it down with all his might.

“CRACK—”

The very fabric of the source world split apart.

A black fissure tore through existence, cleaving the golden palm in two. The radiant glow dimmed, then vanished entirely as the colossal hand was severed, its remnants corroding before rapidly regenerating.

The Undying Nether Emperor stared in disbelief.

His ultimate technique… had been blocked?