Chapter 1298 — The Emperor Venerable's Severed Head

" The funeral procession halted, and the grotesque men and women, one after another, turned their heads and stared fixedly at him, and said with one voice, "Those two coffins of yours hold the Empress and her sister, and already have their owners. This coffin of ours is prepared to bury Heavenly Venerable Mu. " Shen Mu laughed aloud.

"Great Emperor, stop playing at ghosts and gods! Show yourself at once! " "Heavenly Venerable Mu, I showed myself long ago—you merely failed to notice.

" A mighty voice rang out, and only then did Shen Mu see, seated in the dark void ahead, an immeasurably vast black shadow; because there was no starlight in the void, nothing had lit that shadow.

That colossally vast black shadow sat there upright, and upon its neck there was no head.

Suddenly the ground beneath Shen Mu trembled. He looked down and saw that beneath his feet, too, lay a patch of black shadow: fingerprints and palm lines rolling like mountain ranges, stretching away into the distance.

It was a palm—the Great Emperor's one and only palm.

At some unknown moment he had been lured to stand before the Great Emperor, walking in the center of the Great Emperor's palm. "Heavenly Venerable Mu, you wish to negotiate?

Negotiate what?

" From the Great Emperor's headless body came a mighty voice.