Chapter 524 — Making Offerings to the Ancestral Spirits in the Hall of Human Emperors
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"What's gotten into those Human Emperors now?
What is all this racket? " In Fengdu City, Yama stood before the Hall of King Shen and gazed out over the city. All he could see were whole stretches of houses and palaces collapsing.
Puzzled, he said, "Are the disciples beating their masters again? This time they seem to be hitting hard enough. . . " A great bird came flying over, and upon landing it transformed into the god Chixiu, bird-headed and human-bodied.
He smoothed his feathers and shook his head.
"King Yama, you have guessed wrong. This time it is not disciples beating masters—it is masters ganging up with their own masters and grandmasters to beat a disciple. The Human Emperor surnamed Su has come back, and then he was set upon by his master, his master's master, and his master's master's master.
He was beaten something awful—he could not die even if he wanted to. " Yama said in astonishment, "They have changed the rules? " "I do not know either. It seems to be about the matter of the Overlord Body. Human Emperor Su brought back a rubbing, saying it was the legend of an Overlord Body from forty thousand years ago. At first those two patriarchs listened with smiles on their faces, all mild and amiable, and then they closed in and started beating him.
" The god Chixiu paused, then went on: "Then Human Emperor Su resisted, so they beat him even harder, shouting about betraying his master and destroying his lineage, about plotting against them, about conniving at the little Human Emperor's attacks on them, and the like. I could make neither head nor tail of it, but Human Emperor Su was beaten most miserably.
None of the other gods and devils dared step up to plead for him, and the Hierarch of the Heavenly Sage Academy was cheering from the sidelines, shouting that he deserved it, eager to see the whole world thrown into chaos. Shall we put a stop to it? " Yama was silent for a moment.
"No need. If you go to stop them, they will only join forces and beat you instead. " Deep in the night, the Wasteland in the darkness was as loud as ever, with countless monsters and demons abroad. Xing An walked through the dark, the divine light radiating from his body forcing back the assaults of the dark matter, and made his way to the place marked on Ling Yuxiu's map.
Suddenly his mind was shaken: he saw an enormous sealed space, with whole forests appearing at every corner of that immense cube—above, below, and on all sides—and within this sealed space appeared a colossal vessel, many times larger than the Xi Boat and the Po Boat! That was the great ship forged by the Heavenly Artisan god clan of the Kaihuang Heavenly Court for the journey to the Carefree Land—the Ark of the Other Shore!
Only, the ship was already battered and broken, plainly the survivor of a bloody battle, so shattered that it could not move on! Xing An could see the peril of this place as well, and he hesitated for a moment, but in the end he stepped inside.
He was, after all, the strongest being in the world today.
Though he saw the danger, he had the confidence that he could leave at his ease! Before long he came to a little village in the forest.
Xing An's heart stirred—and sure enough, he saw the very design that was on the jade pendant: "The little princess of the Ling family did not lie to me! " Just then, he sensed that he was not alone here. The door of a firewood yard opened, and within stood a figure with its back to him.
"So this is the one I have been seeking?
" Xing An could not help but grow excited.
He took out the mirror and, holding it with his back to the man, angled it to catch him.
In the mirror, the man turned his head, revealing a face covered in wrinkles, and grinned at him: "Ah ah! " Xing An was briefly startled. It was an old man, not the one he sought—though this old man also carried a chest, and beside the chest sat a blacksmith's furnace.