Chapter 816 — Shattering the Ancient Gods' Blessings

But you, Tian Shu? In the latter days of the war you were lured by Yan Shaoqing, Left Shaobi of the false dynasty, and tricked into the Imperial Gate Divine Blade. Without you, how were we teachers to fight? I know formations. I teach the art of arrays, called zither, chess, calligraphy and painting, but I have never led troops!

The one who farms, the one who cuts wood, the one who fishes, which of them ever led troops? " She sneered, "Kaihuang gave the armies to you four Heavenly Kings, and one after another you collapsed, leaving us four teachers to lead troops against the Heavenly Court beyond the realm in a fight to the death. If we did not lose, who would? " Di Yiyue, Heavenly King Buddha Shakra and Tian Shu were silent. After a moment, Di Yiyue sighed and bowed low to the ground.

"Forgive me, fellow Daoists. Yiyue has failed the trust Kaihuang placed in him. " Heavenly King Buddha Shakra and Tian Shu also bowed low to the ground, and for a long while did not rise. "Apologizing to me is useless. " The Scholar did not raise them, but said coldly, "It is not us four Heavenly Masters you have wronged.

It is Kaihuang you have wronged, and the soldiers who died, and the people of Kaihuang's age. Heh heh. A divine dynasty of twenty thousand years, reduced to ashes in a moment, countless living souls dead, until nothing remained but the pitiful few the Prince Shen Wu carried away.

I too am guilty; all four of us Heavenly Masters are guilty.

In truth, in that catastrophe the greatest merit belonged not to the four Heavenly Kings, nor to the four Heavenly Masters, but to the deserter, Prince Shen Wu. Sinners.

You and I are all sinners.

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. " All were silent. Had the First Ancestor Human Emperor Shen Wu not protected the last of Kaihuang's people in their migration during the catastrophe, seeking a way to live, there would likely have been no Jingping at all. The Sage Woodcutter was silent, then suddenly said, "Enough of this. Is Kaihuang well? " The Scholar did not answer, but turned to look back. In the distance, Shen Mu's ears suddenly grew a size larger; his two ears, which had faced out to either side of their openings, now turned at a right angle and twisted to the back of his head to listen to their talk. The Scholar withdrew her gaze and said nothing, but began to gesture with her hands, communicating in sign language.

Just then, the hair on the back of Shen Mu's head suddenly sloughed away, and another face grew out, its eyes opening to stare at her palm.

The Scholar frowned deeply and said in a low voice, "Let us speak through our spiritual consciousness. " The seven mighty ones' spiritual consciousnesses met.

The Scholar was about to tell them through her consciousness when she suddenly counted, and found the number wrong.

There were eight consciousnesses!

The Scholar's head swelled with vexation. Grinding her teeth, she said, "We will speak of it another day.

" The Woodcutter summoned Shen Mu and, smiling, said, "Shen'er, we are now fully confident we can remove the blessings of the gods from the back of the Heavenly Venerable Yu's head, but we need a test subject.

Heavenly Masters, Heavenly Kings, would you have the heart to use Shen'er as the test subject? " The other six turned their fierce gazes upon him as one and said in unison, "Why would we not have the heart?

" Cold sweat sprang to Shen Mu's brow.

He quietly backed away, wearing an honest smile. "Master, uncles and aunts, I heard nothing just now.

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. " Heavenly King Buddha Shakra pointed a finger, and a golden rope bound him fast and dragged him before the group. Shen Mu opened his mouth to shout, but the Woodcutter sealed his mouth with a divine ability. "Let us begin.

" The seven exchanged a glance. Suddenly the Scholar and Di Yiyue each moved their feet, circling Shen Mu round and round, striking one after another, pointing at the halo behind his head!

Boom! Boom!

Wave after wave of tremors came.

Di Yiyue was an expert of the Emperor Throne, and though the Scholar was not of the Emperor Throne, her overall strength was terrifyingly high.

The two of them brought all their skills to bear, breaking the Earth Mother's Dao runes by every means, and soon the halo behind Shen Mu's head was battered and tattered, each part dimming.

The Scholar suddenly cried, "Everyone, be careful. The Earth Mother has sensed it!

Third Brother!

Heavenly King of the Nether Capital! " The Old Farmer crouched, then suddenly leaped into the air and looked down. West of the capital the earth was heaving, the mountains shaking violently; something enormous seemed to be racing toward them beneath the ground! The Old Farmer roared, stepped out, and in the next instant was a thousand li away, his fist smashing down upon the earth.

At once the capital shook, earth and mountains trembling, and everyone in the city saw the west filled with radiance as bright as day.

And at that moment a blade light fell from the sky; Heavenly King Tian Shu cut deep into the earth with a single stroke, and divine blood gushed up from the ground, flowing into the Tu River and dyeing it red.