Chapter 994 — Twin Serpents Chant, Flower Fragrance Assails

Langwan the God King waved her hand, and a tenth of the pool vanished; that tenth of the Hongmeng Primordial Liquid flew into the Gourd-Heaven Bottle.

"So much?"

Shen Mu's heart pounded wildly. He had only meant to fill a few bottles of Hongmeng Primordial Liquid, never expecting that Langwan the God King would grant him a tenth of the pool.

"You go out of the hall first."

Langwan the God King glanced at him. "I will come shortly to preside over the Grand Sacrifice."

Shen Mu assented and walked out of the hall.

Langwan the God King watched him go far off, then walked slowly to the edge of the pool. She tossed the flower in her hand up, watched it drift into the pool and take root and sprout there, and only then did a warm smile appear on her face.

"A visualized flower withers easily, but planted in here, nourished without cease, it will bloom forever."

Shen Mu came outside the Azure Feather Hall and saw that the various clans of the Creators had already prepared altar after altar, each surrounded by hundreds of Creators. Light blazed from the brows of these Creators as they gathered the sacrificial power of all present, condensing it in the hollow at each altar's center into a shimmering liquid of light.

Beam after beam of straight light shot up from the altars' centers, piercing the vault of heaven.

The altars were exceedingly numerous, three to five thousand of them, and three to five thousand beams of light surged into the void, setting it churning without cease until the sky itself flushed crimson.

Judging by this spectacle, they had left behind only a handful of Creators to guard against a counterattack from the Carefree Land; everyone else had gathered here to hold this Grand Sacrifice!

Shen Mu had not expected that opening the Ancestral Spirit Realm would be such a magnificent sight!

He turned to look back, and there behind the Azure Feather Hall a huge diamond-shaped vertical eye was slowly rising. That was the Ancestral Spirit Realm, summoned out of the void by this Grand Sacrifice, growing ever larger, rising ever higher.

This world was formed from the union of the Primordial Stone of the Great Beginning with the divine consciousness of the Creators who had died here. In ordinary times it hid its traces in the void, nowhere to be found; only when a Creator died would his divine consciousness sense the summons of the Ancestral Spirit Realm, which called him to it, to become one of the surging currents of divine consciousness there, preserved forever, silently guarding the Other Shore World.

Shen Mu steadied himself and searched about for the Silkworm Maiden, chieftain of the Zili Clan. At last he found that female Creator; she too was leading the Zili in sacrifice, drawing the Ancestral Spirit Realm out of the void.

Delighted, Shen Mu flew over at once and floated before that towering female Creator, saying with a smile, "Chieftain, I have obtained the Hongmeng Primordial Liquid!"

The Silkworm Maiden's divine consciousness rippled; she seemed to be straining greatly. "Why have you come?" she said angrily. "This Grand Sacrifice is nearly a success. Go back at once and prepare to enter the Ancestral Spirit Realm!"

Shen Mu said with a smile, "I promised to obtain some Hongmeng Primordial Liquid for you. Where is your clan's sacred relic, the Seven-Soul Grass?"

The Silkworm Maiden said hurriedly, "I cannot be distracted now. Holy Infant, summoning the Ancestral Spirit Realm is a grave matter. Go back quickly, or the God King will see you and scold me again!"

Shen Mu was about to say more when a surge of divine consciousness suddenly swept in and caught him up; the next moment he was back before the Azure Feather Hall, and at his side was Langwan the God King.

Langwan the God King had by now resumed her true form as a Creator, immensely towering, and was gazing up at the sky. The Ancestral Spirit Realm had risen very high, and the diamond-shaped eye in the heavens was growing ever larger, until the scene within it could gradually be made out.

Within the Ancestral Spirit Realm, waves of light that seemed to be formed of countless brains flowed on without cease, an exceedingly strange sight.

At last a rumbling tremor came from the heavens; the Ancestral Spirit Realm halted, and the giant diamond-shaped eye expanded no further.

"It is done."

Langwan the God King looked toward Shen Mu. "Now you may enter the Ancestral Spirit Realm. But Shujun cannot go in; he is no Holy Infant and has no right to. Shujun the God King, are you not coming out?"

The vertical eye at Shen Mu's brow opened, and Shujun's great head, its hair a wild tangle, flew furiously out from between Shen Mu's brows. "A man who is no Creator may enter the Ancestral Spirit Realm, yet a God King who is a Creator may not. What sort of logic is that?" he raged.

Shen Mu consoled him: "Rest easy, God King. If I obtain the inheritance of the Creator race, I will pass it on to you as well."

Langwan the God King shook her head. "He has no such right. A God King from before history is long since no God King at all, and moreover the defeat of the Creator race has everything to do with him... Let us go!"

She took Shen Mu up in her hand and flew higher and higher, toward the Ancestral Spirit Realm.

In the sky, the huge diamond-shaped eye suddenly rolled with a jerk, as if gazing at them; then a beam of light shone down, and Shen Mu and Langwan the God King vanished at once from the Other Shore World!