Chapter 440 — Giant Blade, Long Saber
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
One colossal stone statue after another came to the vicinity of the earth-boring statue, and all at once those towering figures set hands and feet flying, digging at the ground like madmen, their arms sweeping up the earth like whirlwinds, hurling out boulder after boulder. Shen Mu and the others aboard the Xizhou were astonished; these statues of gods and demons dug with incredible speed, though their manner was not much to look at, and before long they had dug a great pit in the earth. The figures of these god-and-demon statues gradually sank beneath the ground, and still mountain stones were continually flung up out of the pit.
"These fellows dig faster than a dog paws! " Blind Old Man muttered. Kun King looked at Grey Immortal and said, "When it comes to burrowing, apart from Earth-Walker Peak, Brother Grey is second to none. " Grey Immortal rose to his feet and said, "I will go see what they are actually doing.
" With that, he shook himself and transformed into a great grey-furred rat, leaping and bounding swift as flying, racing down from the Xizhou; in a few breaths he reached the ground, then dove beneath it and vanished.
Kun King said, "Grey Immortal is skilled at seeking treasure; he is called Uncle Grey Treasure, and moves through the underground without hindrance.
He is certain to discover something. " Shen Mu lifted his head. Above them filled the sky a profusion of blossoms, flower after flower blooming, forming a floral firmament that canopied the space above the Xizhou, and the Flower Lord stood at the center of one blossom, seeming as though she were growing out from within the flower itself. "These deities of the Upper Heaven must be dealt with!
" Shen Mu looked at the Alchemist and the others and said, "Do any of you have a plan? " The Alchemist laughed and said, "Before, we had no way.
But now, ways abound. " Kun King drew out the golden horn and said, "Let me do it. " With that, he rose from the pool and bowed to the golden horn.
That golden horn was the sacred relic of the Kun clan, forged into a golden spear; as he bowed to it, the golden horn came shrieking forth, and with a faint hiss a golden line appeared in the sky, the trace left behind by the flying horn.
The golden line pierced through the Flower Lord's brow, then from the back of her head suddenly turned and rushed toward another deity, boring through that Upper Heaven god's heart.
The golden line transformed from the horn turned back and forth, incredibly swift, and after a moment, all the deities, including the Word Star Lord, had been pierced through by the golden horn.
A clear, shrill whistle came through, and the golden horn fell back into Kun King's hand. The golden line in the sky slowly dimmed and slowly vanished.
Shen Mu's heart trembled slightly. He looked at that golden horn and saw not the least trace of blood upon it. This golden horn had killed so many deities in succession, including even the Flower Lord and the Word Star Lord of the Upper Heaven's Four Lords, and still bore not the slightest damage.
One had to know that the bodies of the Upper Heaven's gods and demons were incomparably powerful; even a sect-guarding treasure could not wound them in the least, and to forcibly attack a god or demon's body was but to strike stone with an egg, shattering oneself to pieces. Yet the sacred relic of the East Sea Kun clan showed not the least wear — clear proof of how mighty this treasure was.
Still, though the relic was mighty, it also depended on who wielded it. Kun King had previously contended with the Upper Heaven gods and had never been able to prevail — likely because Kun King's own strength was somewhat lacking.
"Kun King, the Three Bridges method for mending the divine bridge has already been made public by me.
Why not come ashore and learn this Three Bridges method yourself?