Chapter 1182 — Only the Bold Dare Cross the River

Suddenly, the Divine Treasury domain contracted sharply, growing smaller and smaller, until in but a short span it was compressed into the shape of a brain.

About the brain, blood vessels multiplied, bones grew, hair streamed forth; Shen Mu's features appeared, and then his five sense organs, his heart, his six viscera, his four limbs all grew out one after another.

Shen Mu reached out and grasped his sword; the broken sword appeared in his hand, and he thrust it at his waist, and the sword's scabbard too appeared at his waist.

He strode out of the ring of Creator stone statues, and the garments upon his body were restoring themselves as well, and by the time he had walked clear of the circle formed by those several tens of stone statues, the cloak behind him streamed and flapped with a rustling sound.

It seemed a faint sigh came from within the mining grounds; Shen Mu paid it no heed and pressed straight onward; all the strange phenomena in the mining grounds no longer appeared, and even the yin and yang qi upon the cliff walls no longer flowed, nor did the Taiji divine stones show any change.

After walking a long while, there appeared ahead a vast expanse of misty, boundless yin and yang qi, forming an enormous Taiji pattern.

And at the center of this pattern, a hundred li across, stood a grand sacrificial altar; the altar too was divided by yin and yang, and a divine egg stood quietly upon the altar's central line.

About this divine egg were eight raw stones steeped in the rhyme of the Dao of Yin and Yang.

Shen Mu came before this divine egg, drew the sword at his waist, planted it upon the altar, sat down cross-legged, and said with a calm countenance: "Daoist brother within the egg, this man from another land, Shen Mu, pays his respects."