Chapter 645 — The Primordial Creation Ring
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Divine Man Chixi's voice shook and echoed through the divine city, surging with passion, three voices overlapping as one: "The Chiming Era has returned! The battle is not yet over — the Divine Sons of the Chiming Era still await word from you! Awake!"
The First Ancestor Human Emperor released his hand-seals and settled to the ground, then walked forward following the sound of Divine Man Chixi's voice. "Let us go over."
Shen Mu followed. Again came Divine Man Chixi's voice, this time carrying bewilderment and alarm: "What is wrong with you? Why have you not awakened? Wake up at once! Have you forgotten the glory of three hundred and fifty thousand years ago?"
His voice grew more and more panicked; he could not fathom why these gods and demons of the Chiming Era had not awakened as he had expected. Once more he urged the wheels into motion; the wheels turned, runes flew out in all directions, but upon these gods and demons they had no effect at all.
Before long Shen Mu and the First Ancestor Human Emperor came beneath the wheels. Divine Man Chixi sensed them too; the wheels stopped turning, and this execution supervisor of a bygone age turned all three heads at once, gazing at them coldly.
"Sect Master Shen!"
Suddenly a familiar voice called out. Shen Mu looked toward it and saw Ban Gongcuo standing atop a tall tower, watching him with feverish excitement.
Shen Mu was overjoyed and waved. "Great Venerable! What brings you here as well?"
Ban Gongcuo laughed heartily. His body shook, his flesh changed abruptly, and he revealed a three-headed, six-armed form; he came charging down from the tower, his three heads crying loudly, "I have sought you a long while, and now at last I can take my revenge and wash away my hate! Behold my Flawless Battle God Art!"
His feet struck the tower as he rushed down; his six arms whirled high and low, six palm-seals shifting beyond all prediction, bursting the air with peals of thunder; in the air thunderbolts clashed, crack-crack, slashing wildly!
The hand-seals of the Flawless Battle God Art were exceedingly fearsome; with so many arms, there was no flaw before or behind, above or below, and the speed of his attacks increased greatly. Nor was this art merely flawless — it could devour the blood and vital essence of others to strengthen oneself, keeping one at the peak of one's state at every moment!
Shen Mu looked up. Before Ban Gongcuo had even arrived, the wild wind pressed down like a mountain range; the ground around Shen Mu kept sinking — one could well imagine what terrifying pressure he bore!
Ban Gongcuo laughed aloud and descended from the sky, the full might of the Flawless Battle God Art bursting forth!
Boom—
Ban Gongcuo's body shuddered violently and was sent flying backward, crashing into the wall of a great hall, the smiles on his three faces not yet fully faded.
"Stacked Hands!"
Shen Mu put his right hand before and his left behind, palms pressed together, and pushed at Ban Gongcuo through the air. The power of the Yin-Yang Heaven-Overturning Hand burst forth, stacked and doubled, and with another boom, stones flew, the wall collapsed, and Ban Gongcuo, together with the palace wall, was driven into the great hall.
Shen Mu pushed dozens of times in succession; dozens of thunderous booms came from within the hall before he finally stopped.
"He runs fast indeed."
Shen Mu shook his head and said in admiration, "Worthy of the Great Venerable — your cultivation has risen so alarmingly; I fear you are not far from the Realm of Life and Death. The Great Venerable is still so tough against blows, and still so quick-witted."
Behind Divine Man Chixi, Ban Gongcuo's figure suddenly appeared, drenched in blood, five of his six arms broken, two of his three necks snapped, two heads lolling limply; his body swayed, then suddenly pitched to the ground, twitching without cease.
"You surnamed Shen, you..." Ban Gongcuo spat blood in great mouthfuls.