Chapter 659 — The Youth's Big-Eyed Monsters
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 5
"How on earth is the Heavenly Palace to be healed?
" Shen Mu had healed the wounds of the Primogenitor's mortal body, then spent another two days tending to his divine treasures, planting and cultivating whatever spirit medicines were lacking. Yet though the Primogenitor's flesh had recovered, his complexion only worsened, and he lapsed into unconsciousness again and again. This was because the injuries to his primordial spirit and to his Heavenly Palace were too severe. Faced with the damage to the Primogenitor's primordial spirit and Heavenly Palace, Shen Mu was at a loss.
The medical arts and the way of medicine the Pill Master had taught him could heal experts of the Divine Bridge realm, or those who had never stepped through the Southern Heavenly Gate, but injuries to the Heavenly Palace of the Divine realm were uncharted territory even for the Pill Master.
Moreover, the silver needles could no longer reach into the Heavenly Palace, and how to guide the medicinal power there had become a formidable problem.
Steaming or boiling was out of the question as well, for nothing could seep through to the Heavenly Palace; and as for swallowing the elixirs, there was no way to send their power straight to the Heavenly Palace either. The Primogenitor's primordial spirit was no longer within the Primal Embryo Divine Treasure but dwelling in the Heavenly Palace. Judging by his cultivation, he had most likely reached the God-Slaying Platform or even the Jade Capital realm; only by entering the Primogenitor's Heavenly Palace could one know his exact cultivation.
The state of the Primogenitor's primordial spirit was utterly wretched. He could not release it for Shen Mu to treat; to heal him, one would have to enter the Heavenly Palace. "I can still turn into a shadow and invade, enter his divine treasures and guide the power of the medicine to help heal him, but the Southern Heavenly Gate, I cannot get through it! " Shen Mu paced around the Primogenitor, calculating carefully.
The Southern Heavenly Gate was a pass of the utmost importance, the checkpoint where a god advanced from false god to true god; only a primordial spirit possessing the power of a true god could enter. For all the wondrous arts contained in the Great Nurturing Dark Demon Scripture, no matter how exquisite the art, it must still obey one fundamental principle: the realm of one's cultivation. Shen Mu's cultivation was far from the level required to enter the Southern Heavenly Gate! The Primogenitor Human Emperor sank into unconsciousness again, and this time, whatever dream held him, he would not stop talking in his sleep.
"I am guilty. .
. " "I will run no more.
. . " "I have come to atone.
. .
" "I am sorry.
. .
" Shen Mu frowned.
Such a coma was an exceedingly bad sign; it meant the Primogenitor's primordial spirit had begun to collapse.
There was no more time to delay.
The power of the medicine must be delivered to the Heavenly Palace as quickly as possible!
"The Southern Heavenly Gate, I cannot pass it, but there are things that can!
" Shen Mu swiftly refined pills to heal injuries of the primordial spirit, refining more and more of them, and at last gathered all these elixirs up and said to Ling Yuxiu, "Sister Xiu, I am going to heal the Primogenitor's wounds. You stay here, and be sure to beware of Chi Xi! " Ling Yuxiu clutched the box in alarm and nodded hard.
Shen Mu's body suddenly became a shadow and burrowed into the Primogenitor Human Emperor's brow.