Chapter 988 — Three Bouts

The consciousness of the Heavenly Court gave birth to the ancient god Heavenly Emperor, Yuan Capital gave birth to Earth Mother, the sea of qi gave birth to the Empress sisters, Yongquan gave birth to Tubo, the limbs gave birth to Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise, and the Thirty-Three Heavens of the spine evolved nearly two thousand ancient gods! He drove his Mysterious Body Three Elixir Art, Da Luo unified as one, knit seamless and tight, forming an inner universe!

Boom — A Creator threw a punch that shattered space. The mightiest thing about the Creator race was the flesh.

They visualized their own bodies with consciousness to raise their bodily powers, the strongest fleshly race in all history! The punch was simple, with no martial attainment, yet it displayed utter dominance in strength!

Shen Mu stood with both feet upon the altar and met it with his fist. Unlike that Creator's mountain-sized fist, his fist was tiny.

Yet at that very moment the other eight Creators punched together, striking at Shen Mu from every side of the altar! Shen Mu's face changed slightly.

He shook his frame and became three-headed and six-armed, but six hands could not fend off nine fists. He blocked six, and the other two he could not stop, caught left and right between two colossal fists!

And one Creator attacked from the air, his punch crashing down before he had even reached the altar.

A violent shock rang out, and the Creators around could not bear to look.

Such a scene must be bloody, Shen Mu clamped between two great fists surely crushed like a little fruit till the juice spurted. Yet those two Creators saw clearly that their fists had never met at all. Shen Mu, clamped between fists the size of hilltops, had not been flattened, but had borne their fists with his flesh alone, without even his face deforming!

Shen Mu himself was stunned.

"Tai Di's Da Luo Unsurpassed Consciousness is truly overbearing. His flesh compared with the ancient god Heavenly Emperor is likely in no way inferior!

" With a long howl Shen Mu struck back, both fists blasting out, and the two Creators flew helplessly backward, tumbling far away!

And the Creator in the air smashed down his punch. Shen Mu stood upon the altar straight as a nail.

The altar was driven a hundred zhang into the earth, yet he stood unmoved as ever.

Shen Mu punched upward, and the airborne Creator spat blood, blasted by his fist into the clouds, his vomited blood staining the white clouds red. The other six Creators each shook their bodies and visualized eight arms apiece, fists raining down like a tempest, thud upon thud bursting without pause, mingled with the crack of breaking bone, as huge frames flew up and tumbled back! The grown Creators hung in midair, arm after arm bursting with crackling snaps, blood mist spreading wide.

Upon the altar Shen Mu dispersed his three heads and six arms, restored his true form, and sat down still cloaked in his great red robe. Divine King Langwan clapped her hands and ordered men to help the nine Creators away to rest. Though wounded, these Creators could visualize with their own consciousness to mend their flesh, so such hurts were not grave.

This was also why the Worry-Free Land had warred with the Creators without gaining the upper hand, for the Creators could not be beaten to death.

So long as their consciousness remained, they could recover and fight on.

Until the arrival of Shen Fengqing, divine son of Youdu, who devoured their souls outright, the Creators suffered grievous losses, and so the Creators of the World of the Other Shore regarded that big-headed monstrous infant as a mortal foe.

"Divine King, what is the third trial? " Shen Mu asked in high spirits with a smile.

Divine King Langwan smiled. "The third trial tests consciousness divine arts.

" Nine more Creators came forward, seated themselves around the altar, and closed both eyes, leaving only the diamond-shaped vertical eye upon the brow. Shen Mu frowned and looked toward Shu Jun. Of consciousness divine arts, he truly knew little!

Shu Jun had taught him hardly any, and within Tai Di's consciousness there were no complete divine arts!

Shen Mu gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and opened the vertical eye upon his brow, thinking, "Arts are all created by men.

If others can create them, so can I! Then I will create on the spot and decide victory with these Creators! " He silently cheered himself on.

"I am the overlord body. I can do it!

" Light flickered at one Creator's brow, and a golden dragon swam from it, baring fangs and claws, breathing cloud and mist. Shen Mu's heart stirred.

"This Creator visualizes a true dragon.

How does that differ from building runes with vital energy to form a dragon-shaped art?

If I substitute consciousness for vital energy, might I do the same?

" With a thought, consciousness surged from his brow and became a golden dragon wagging its head and tail, swimming from his brow, then dropping to the ground with a plop.

"Is what I visualized Fat Dragon?

" Veins stood out on Shen Mu's forehead.

Every time he visualized a dragon, what came out bore some resemblance to the dragon qilin. He steadied himself and changed his visualization, visualizing the ancient gods of the heavens. One god after another walked from his brow, swiftly filling the altar.

Shu Jun murmured, "Brat, that is not how consciousness arts work.

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