Chapter 194 — No Common Ground
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"This is no demon, but a kind of god-transformation — he has taken on the form of a god. " Imperial Teacher Jingping, long past being astonished by anything, explained to Xue Hu'er.
He could of course tell that Shen Mu was not revealing his true form, but rather working a peculiar art, somewhat like the blended effect of several Dark Demon Sect techniques. "It would seem to be the Creation Art, plus one of the Five Luminaries arts — the Fire Luminary's.
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" His knowledge of the Great Nurturing Dark Demon Scripture was not extensive, so he could not be entirely certain. The change in Shen Mu's bodily form belonged to god-transformation; certain arts could achieve the same, and it was nothing rare — one sort of bodily divine ability.
Some sects' arts relied solely on god-transformation or demon-transformation to strengthen their own flesh.
Yet Shen Mu's god-transformation left Imperial Teacher Jingping somewhat suspicious: it seemed to be more than a mere bodily divine ability.
A bodily divine ability existed, naturally, to strengthen the body — to raise one's fighting strength by means of a powerful physique.
But Shen Mu's god-transformation appeared to be simply god-transformation.
In Imperial Teacher Jingping's eyes, Shen Mu was using his art to turn himself into the likeness of the Star Lord Yinghuo: his flesh had changed, his primordial qi had changed along with it, and even the aura he gave off had changed! In other words, he possessed at once the body and the divine power of the god-transformed state.
That was exceedingly strange.
The transformation in Shen Mu had not yet ceased.
Beneath his feet fire clouds churned, gradually taking the shape of two fire dragons; the dragons grew longer and longer, larger and larger, lifting his body up from the ground. Shen Mu trod upon the fire dragons, and his two feet had burst through his shoes, becoming a pair of burning ox hooves.
As he was now, he was a veritable Star Lord Yinghuo treading two fire dragons.
Shen Mu raised a hand, and at once everything around grew unbelievably dry, goose-egg-sized balls of fire dancing up and down in the air.
Imperial Teacher Jingping showed a look of keen interest, watching these fireballs, neither large nor small, when suddenly from each one burst forth a streak of sword light, likewise formed of thin flame; every streak of sword light was executing a sword art — the Sunset Sword Art — and within that sword art there was also the might of fire-type spells.
The power of each sword was far from weak! "The Sunset Sword Art of the Yuyuan Kingdom — very orthodox, and with the subtle use of the sword pill besides. Add to that the power of your spells, and your strength can essentially be reckoned that of a divine-power wielder. " Imperial Teacher Jingping praised him: "If you cross blades head-on with a divine-power wielder of the Six Harmonies realm, you can keep from dying.
And if you can bring out the god-transformed body's divine ability, you can match a Six Harmonies divine-power wielder in strength. " Shen Mu abruptly withdrew his sword art, returning into the fireballs; the fireballs collided with one another and became a red sun the size of a washbasin, which he then swallowed in a single gulp, two jets of firelight spurting from his ox nostrils.
He stopped driving the Three-Pellet Mystic Body Art; the two ox horns on his head slowly retracted, his body gradually returned to normal, and the two fire dragons beneath his feet slowly dispersed. Shen Mu rubbed his backside and wore a look of bewilderment; his bottom stung fiercely, as though someone had whipped it a few times.