Chapter 679 — Righteousness Is Its Root

His cultivation art, his seal art, existed precisely to answer this scene, to set a heart for the collapsing heaven and earth, to set a destiny for the common people! Shen Mu watched that man from afar.

It was the first time he had seen the First Ancestor so radiant with spirit, and so utterly earnest.

The First Ancestor's Heaven-and-Earth Seal Art was made precisely to answer the overturning of heaven and earth; it blocked the surging earth, water, wind, and fire, buying the people rushing toward the Spirit-Energy Transfer Bridge the time to escape with their lives. Suddenly the Spirit-Energy Transfer Bridge shook violently; the runes on the altar's surface burst apart with a crackling din; components forged from all manner of divine metals and divine materials began to snap; from within the altar came wave after wave of breaking sounds.

Shen Mu's face changed drastically.

He shouted fiercely: "The bridge is going to collapse! No one go in, get back out, the bridge is going to collapse!

" His voice was loud, ringing out all around, but even so the people kept charging madly into the Spirit-Energy Transfer Bridge. Just then the Spirit-Energy Transfer Bridge abruptly collapsed; the light that had shot into the sky vanished in an instant, and countless half-bodies fell from the air.

The alien star in the sky had already mostly entered Jingping; the last remnant of the star was cut away in an instant like a bowl sealed within a closed space, the cut face impossibly smooth.

The severed remnant of the star fell from the sky, swiftly growing larger, about to smash into Taihuang Heaven!

Shen Mu's heart went cold. In the sky, many, many power-wielders with only half a body left pelted down like raindrops around the shattered Spirit-Energy Transfer Bridge; those were the ones who had not been teleported to Jingping, cut in two in the instant the space closed, half their bodies left in Taihuang Heaven, half in Jingping. "What do we do? " Someone wept aloud, like a helpless child, voice cracking: "What do we do?

Without the bridge, we're going to die here!

" Heaven split, earth cracked, meteors fell like rain, and earth, water, wind, and fire still surged, violent beyond measure, a scene of the end of days. The First Ancestor Human Emperor still held his ground, casting one Heaven-and-Earth Seal Art after another, single-handedly resisting the world-destroying impact. This prince of the Kaihuang era had already been worn to the point of spitting blood, his chest stained with patches of gore. That the power-wielders around the Spirit-Energy Transfer Bridge had survived this long was entirely because he had blocked the shockwave coming head-on.

But at this rate, the First Ancestor Human Emperor would sooner or later be worn to death.

Suddenly the True God Pang Yu flew forward and cried fiercely: "All of you, follow me! " He came to the First Ancestor Human Emperor's side and joined forces with him against the impact, calling out loudly: "Preserve the seeds of our Taihuang Heaven!

" The Venerable God Sang Ye and the others were stunned for a moment, then rushed forward one after another, ringing them around, fighting desperately against the destroying heaven and earth.

The Village Head, the Steward, the Silent Craftsman, and others were among them; Ma Rulai too led the host of monks and joined in. The old Daoist of the Daoist sect, the old immortal of Yujing, the generals of Jingping, the Dukes, all came forward, staking their lives to hold the line, shielding the power-wielders of Taihuang Heaven and Jingping. A youth carrying a chest stepped out of the crowd and walked toward the gods. The Lame Old Man's face changed drastically and he shouted: "Xing'an, if you strike at us now, I'll rob the ancestral tombs of eighteen generations of your ancestors!

" The youth said not a word.

He set down the chest, and a true-dragon belt at his waist flew out; Xing'an manifested the body of a demon god and joined the others in holding back the impact.

Shen Mu called out loudly: "Everyone still alive, follow me!

" He walked forward; the other power-wielders followed him, stumbling along. Shen Mu came to the First Ancestor's side and threw all his power into his divine abilities against the impact. Tens of thousands of other power-wielders felt hot blood surge in their chests; each unleashed his own divine ability, transforming them into great shields, resisting with all their might.

"It is the vastness of this breath! " Amid the world-destroying impact came a bold, unrestrained, rough-hewn song: "It is the vastness of this breath, austere and fierce, enduring through all ages!

When it runs through the sun and moon, what is life or death to speak of? " That was the Steward, gallant and unbridled; even at the brink of death, his bearing could not be quelled.

Shen Mu felt heroism surge in his chest, and it burst from him in a soaring rush: "Earth's bonds rely on it to stand; heaven's pillar relies on it for its honor. The Three Bonds truly hang upon its mandate.

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. " The Steward laughed heartily and brought it to a close in a long chant: "Righteousness is its root—" Note 1 The Blind Old Man held off the impact with the Longtuo Divine Spear and gave a cold snort: "So sentimental. .

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