Chapter 926 — The Third Eye's Mutation

"What in the world is this Creation Godstone that eldest senior brother gave me?

" Shen Mu's scalp went numb; his withered hand clutched the Creation Godstone for dear life, resisting the force coming from his brow. That force seemed desperately to crave the Godstone, drawing it closer and closer to his brow.

The force was so great that Shen Mu could barely keep hold of the stone. "It isn't my brow that wants this godstone—it's the godstone that wants to burrow into my brow!

" Shen Mu suddenly understood.

The power within his body was all his own; none of it belonged to the Netherworld's Divine Son. Ever since he had opened the heavens and split the earth to forge his spirit and soul, granting himself rebirth, he had known the power in his body like the back of his hand.

As he was now, there was absolutely no alien power within him.

Then the force must come from this Creation Godstone! It was the Creation Godstone that had stirred his qi and blood, stirred his primordial qi; the gem wanted to burrow into his brow and become his third eye!

Shen Mu fought it with all his might, opened his mouth to call Yan'er, but no sound came.

Trembling, he reached out his other hand, wanting to snatch up something and smash it, to alert Long Qilin and Yan'er guarding outside—but he could not move his body, nor summon any primordial qi.

Even his primordial spirit was trapped within him, beyond his command! Suddenly a tearing pain came from his brow; the skin there split with a crack, opening a bloody wound.

Directly opposite Shen Mu was a mirror.

He looked into it and saw the wound at his brow laid open—yet not a drop of blood flowed out.

The little blood lump at his brow finally revealed its true form: it was an eye, come forth in the socket of what had been his third eye, and his qi and blood and primordial qi came surging in, devoured madly by that eye!

Shen Mu's primordial qi and blood were draining away at frightful speed; his qi and blood were immensely powerful, a match for a true god's, and yet this eye was like a bottomless pit that could never be filled!

Shen Mu was greatly alarmed. He had long had his suspicions about that little blood lump at his brow, wondering whether, after he gouged out his third eye, another eye had grown in the socket.

After all, he was a master of the arts of creation; regrowing a third eye was no great feat.

But the lump had never stirred, and whenever he worked the Profound Body Three-Core Art and his primordial qi reached his brow, he vaguely felt his qi and blood flow into the lump and vanish without a trace.

Because the drain was small, and because Shen Mu was in the burst of cultivation that followed his rebirth, his powers soaring, he had paid it no mind.

Who would have thought that this time the Creation Godstone would draw all his qi and blood and primordial qi to his brow, and this unformed eye would swallow them all clean! "I'm not going to be killed by my own eye, am I?

" He shuddered with dread; his hand was slowly losing its grip, and the Creation Godstone drew nearer and nearer to his third eye. The stone seemed to possess a spirit, desperate to take up residence in his brow, to burst his third eye and take its place!

"Wei Suifeng, you bastard. .

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you land me in trouble every single time! " Shen Mu clenched his teeth, his hand shaking, ever less able to resist the force from the godstone.

Suddenly his third eye devoured the last of his qi and blood and could draw no more from his body; a force erupted from the eye, and a ray of light shot from it, shining upon the blood-red godstone.

His eye was actually trying to seize the Creation Godstone's power! "My eye is a monster too!

" Shen Mu cursed inwardly.

The third eye and the Creation Godstone fought each other—one seeking to seize the other's power, the other seeking to displace it and steal its nest. With difficulty Shen Mu moved his other hand, inching it toward his chest, and tore off the jade pendant that hung at his neck.

That pendant was the Profound Light Soul-Guarding Pendant.

When Shen Fengqing went to the Land of No Sorrow, it had been given to You Tianzun, who was asked to pass it on to Shen Mu, and he had worn it at his neck ever since.

Shen Mu gripped the pendant, moved it inch by inch, and at last brought it to his brow, struggling against the power of the third eye and the Creation Godstone, and with immense difficulty wedged the Profound Light Soul-Guarding Pendant between the eye and the godstone. This pendant had been refined from a horn of Tubo; it looked like a jade ornament, but in truth it was a vast continent—a treasure Tubo had used to suppress Shen Fengqing.

With the pendant between the third eye and the Creation Godstone, the two dreadful forces were cut off from each other.

Shen Mu's grip on the godstone loosened, and the eye and the godstone no longer pulled at one another; only then did he breathe out.

And just then the Creation Godstone abruptly flew from his hand and struck the pendant with a ding, catching him utterly off guard! Shen Mu's eyes flew wide; he tried to seize the godstone, but it had already driven the pendant before it and slammed into the third sacred pupil at his brow!

Light erupted at his brow; the power stored in the Creation Godstone, the third eye, and the pendant crashed against one another, and in a single instant Shen Mu's consciousness was dashed into a daze; he fell backward and knew no more.

"Wei Suifeng, you son of a. .

. " Before he passed out, he forced out a breath and muttered a curse.

"The place where the Ming Emperor fell lies ahead—be on strict guard!

" Shouts rose from the gods on deck; Long Qilin and Yan'er, guarding outside the cabin door, hurried out to look upon the final battlefield of that Heavenly Emperor of the Chiming Era. They returned only after the Phoenix Ship had flown past.

"The Cult Master is quite well-behaved this time—not so curious as usual.

" Long Qilin laughed, "Rare indeed.

The Cult Master ought to be locked up more often, to rein him in.

" Yan'er felt much the same.

Shen Mu lay stiff and straight in the cabin, motionless, his breathing faint; at his brow, the contest between the third eye, the pendant, and the Creation Godstone went on.