Chapter 655 — The Star Lord's Riddle
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Only then did the First Ancestor Human Emperor breathe a sigh of relief, and he instructed him earnestly: "This saber is terribly ill-omened. It was forged from the skull of a mighty one of the Emperor Throne; you cannot possibly master it.
If you can do without it, do not use it.
" Ling Yuxiu, her soul only just settling back into her body, was frantically patting herself down; only when she found her head still on her shoulders did she relax.
Ban Gongcuo too was feeling at his own head, and finding it still attached, he let out a long breath.
"To have missed the chance to cut down the Great Venerable while we had it — what a pity. . . " Shen Mu put the box away, crouched, and examined the body of the Fire Crow god-man on the deck.
The god-man lay headless, his blood and vital essence utterly gone, not a trace of gore to be found anywhere, as though in the instant his head was struck off the divine blood within him had been drained away, leaving two lengths of dried corpse.
"A truly ill-omened thing. " Shen Mu's heart hammered: "One touch of that blade and there is no living through it. And what is most terrifying is that if the divine saber in this box fails to strike the foe, it will most likely go for its owner instead.
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Yet it is indeed useful — like slicing through melons and vegetables, it cut down a god.
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. " The First Ancestor Human Emperor asked, puzzled: "I never saw you cultivate my seal arts. Why, then, have you refined them to such purity — so pure that you can even instruct me, their creator? " Shen Mu rose, stretched, and laughed: "I have an Overlord Body. Of course I learn things at a glance.
" The First Ancestor Human Emperor's face fell, and a melancholy air rose from him.
Shen Mu said hurriedly: "I did not cultivate them directly, but I have run them through my mind a thousand times over.
First Ancestor, your seal arts are indeed not bad — but you have far too little experience facing battle formations. I think I can teach you how to charge a line and break a formation in the shortest time. As for breaking formations, I learned from the blind grandpa of my household, and I have been through no few wars. " Hearing this, the First Ancestor was downcast: "You would teach me. . .
" He was like a frost-bitten eggplant, limp and dispirited. Shen Mu said: "To break a formation, you must look at no one. That Fire Crow Formation just now looked formidable — four thousand eight hundred Fire Crow god-men, their formation shifting ceaselessly; strike the head and the tail comes, strike the tail and the head comes.
Once you fall into the formation your eyes are dazzled and you cannot lock onto a single enemy.
At such a time you must treat them as nothing but numerical symbols, four thousand eight hundred numbers in all. As these numbers move and change position, you will quickly see through to the crux of the formation. " The First Ancestor's interest stirred.
He recalled the scene, and the Fire Crow Formation reappeared in his mind; he replaced the Fire Crow god-men with numbers, and sure enough, every mystery of the formation lay bare before him.
Thus the Fire Crow Formation had traces to follow.
"But these Fire Crow god-men shift their formation too fast, and there is a strange spiritual communion among them that makes the formation's flaws vanish in a flash. How then should the formation be broken?
" The First Ancestor Human Emperor quickly spotted the problem and asked humbly.
Shen Mu guided him patiently along: "What move did I teach you to use to break the formation?
" "Heaven Spins, Earth Turns, the Heart Unmoved! " The First Ancestor understood in a flash and laughed: "Heaven and earth spin, space falls into disorder, the numbers are thrown into disarray, and the formation breaks.