Chapter 740 — The Realm of Utmost Yin

Shen Mu sighed inwardly, somewhat sullen. In the distance the girls of the Western Lands sang and danced, singing of their love for the boys they admired, but Shen Mu could not rouse his spirits.

The old ox laughed.

"Brother Shen, the Master is not really so bad. It is not that he is unwilling to pass on his arts to you; it is that the Great Heavenly Master disgusted him thoroughly in the past. " Shen Mu was curious. "Teacher Woodcutter once claimed the Heavenly Master of Combat's credit for himself?

" The old ox said, "The Great Heavenly Master did not claim the credit himself; it is only that his name rings too loudly, and others always like to attribute every achievement to him.

Once or twice would be nothing, and the Master would not stoop to anger, but when every achievement was credited to him, the Master naturally could not hold back. " "So that is how it is.

" Shen Mu ventured, "Brother Sanduo, is the art you cultivate the Heavenly Master of Combat's art? If he will not teach me, you can. " Niu Sanduo hesitated. "It is not that I cannot pass my art on to you, but I have not learned the Master's Martial Combat Heavenly Art in full. I am a demon; I merely grasped my own path while watching him train, and then walked farther and farther along it until I cultivated the Lingxiao realm. You are of the human race; if you learn my art, it will most likely be of no use to you. Every man has his own path, and by walking another's path you will never catch up to him.

Xu Shenghua's achievements in the physical body are too poor, which is why the Master teaches him.

As for you, your achievements already rank among the foremost of the younger generation. " Shen Mu had no choice but to let the matter drop.

He calmed his mind, and his primordial spirit measured his divine treasuries, recording one figure after another; by the time the old ox had left the Western Lands and come to the Desolate Ruins, Shen Mu had already sorted out the data on his divine treasuries.

The old ox carried him onward, and the sun sank in the west. The old ox hurriedly quickened his pace, thinking, "If I make good time, I can still return to the Master's side before the sun sets.

" He was an existence of the Lingxiao realm; looking across the whole Kaihuang Era, powerhouses of his caliber were few, and his speed was naturally unimaginably fast. Just then the old ox suddenly sensed something, and hastily slowed his pace; turning his head to look at Shen Mu on his back, he could not help but be startled.

He saw that Shen Mu's divine treasuries were now open, and a Jianmu had taken root and sprouted, growing at a furious rate. The old ox was badly frightened.

"He dares to cultivate like this all alone?

If something goes wrong, I will not be able to save him at all. Back, back to High Heaven Academy!

" Scarcely had the thought crossed his mind when the Jianmu on Shen Mu's Spirit Platform Continent had already grown to the Sixfold Universe Divine Treasury, opening one divine treasury after another, three of them joining directly into one. Then the Jianmu went straight through the barrier of the Heaven-Man Divine Treasury and pierced it through; five divine treasuries merged into one.

Shen Mu's aura surged violently, climbing without cease.

The old ox watched him in alarm, and finding no great peril about him, was somewhat reassured, thinking, "I forgot, his cultivation realm is the Heaven-Man realm, one realm lower than Hu Bugui's, so the danger is much less.

No. If he is at the Heaven-Man realm, then why is his strength no weaker than Hu Bugui's? There is danger, there must be danger! " Boom. Shen Mu's body shook violently, and another five divine treasuries suddenly appeared; those were the five divine treasuries of the demonic path.

Within those five divine treasuries there was in fact another Jianmu, a Jianmu of the demonic path, and it too had now grown into the Heaven-Man Divine Treasury.

Shen Mu gave a stifled groan, and his whole body suddenly shriveled, with scarcely any flesh left, only skin and bone.

Niu Sanduo was just about to turn back and race for High Heaven Academy when, at that very moment, runes flew up all around Shen Mu, branding themselves upon him again and again, and his body and primordial spirit, on the verge of collapse, quickly steadied. "He can heal himself?

" Niu Sanduo could scarcely believe it, and only then did he set his heart at ease and continue carrying him onward.

The sky was growing late, and he drew nearer and nearer to Taihuang Heaven, thinking, "Where is the Tianyin Realm? I have only heard of the place; I have never been there.

But Brother Shen is at a critical juncture now, and it would not do to wake him.

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. " He came to the cliff of the Desolate Ruins, and as the sky darkened the old ox leaped down from the cliff, divine light radiating from his whole body to drive back the dark. He saw waterfall after waterfall pouring from the mid-slope of the cliff, and under the shine of his divine light they scattered jade and pearls, a truly lovely sight.

Those waterfalls gathered at the foot of the mountain into a stream, which became a great river rushing east along the tunnel of Taihuang Heaven. "This is the Surging River, the most famous place of the uncanny in the Kaihuang Era. " The old ox halted and warily looked all around, thinking, "In those days Kaihuang and the Heavenly Master came here to mourn the sages of old and recall ages past, and they encountered many inconceivable things.

" Suddenly, waves of mist came surging out of the darkness.

The divine light around his body blazed, yet the snow-white fog did not fear his divine light in the least, and quickly swallowed him and Shen Mu on his back.

The old ox watched his surroundings warily. The mist grew thinner and thinner, and within it he glimpsed the faint stirring of human figures; then he heard laughter.

"The Heavenly Court is lively today, people coming and going; even this Heavenly River is crowded with painted barges. " The old ox looked up and saw a huge painted barge sailing toward them.

He hurriedly dodged aside, only to find the scenery all around suddenly turning gorgeous and many-hued, as though color itself had come alive at a stroke. "Where is this? " The old ox was greatly shaken, and looked around, and saw countless painted barges racing with a thousand sails upon a great river.

And on both banks of the great river stood tier upon tier of Heavenly Palaces, sacred and extraordinary.