Chapter 664 — Invincible Under Heaven
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 5
His laughter had not died away when the sword core in his hand suddenly split into six; swish, swish, swish, sword light gushed out on every side, and in a moment it became towering mountains and rivers, drowning countless divine-power users within them. Shen Mu's six hands shook, and the six swords turned and re-formed like countless scales, becoming six long sabers.
Whither do the long sabers turn? A fierce tiger into a flock of sheep!
Once the flock is in disorder it can pose no threat to the tiger.
He cut his way into the crowded ranks; only six could truly reach him with their blows, and against six divine-power users of the same realm he was utterly invincible!
In an instant the saber light became a great globe of radiance whirling in every direction, sweeping in the countless divine-power users who surged toward him; then the light vanished, and Shen Mu, six arms sweeping wide, his feet flying, charged into the crowd. Wherever his hurtling figure passed, strings of thunderclaps burst out; for a time the air was full of three-headed, six-armed divine-power users tumbling aloft, and bang, bang, bang came one heavy blow after another, the snap of breaking bone, screams, cries of pain, wails of anguish, and the bleating of sheep.
What was flung into the air was not only men: there were sheep as well, one after another. The First Ancestor, the Human Sovereign, said bleakly, "The Creation Divine Art, the Creation Divine Art he comprehended from the Creation Divine Wheel, fused with the Creation Divine Art the Celestial Master taught him. He still has not used the Heaven-and-Earth Seal Art I taught him.
. . " He had barely thought this when his eyes suddenly brightened: Shen Mu had finally used his seal art. Amid the countless divine-power users Shen Mu's steps crossed and wove, flashing again and again like a phantom; the Heaven-and-Earth Seal Art, between heaven and earth I am sovereign.
The air there all but burst apart, and one after another the strong were stamped deep into the earth, or struck flying hundreds of yards into the air. The First Ancestor, the Human Sovereign, smiled with satisfaction. Shen Mu's three heads and nine eyes shot forth rays of divine light; hum, hum, hum, beam after beam blasted the charging Xuankong divine-power users away, and from their chests came the sound of ribs cracking.
His sacred pupils made up precisely for what his techniques lacked. Ling Yuxiu's gaze went blank; staring at the battlefield hundreds of yards ahead, she murmured, "Did he not tell me to follow behind him? How is anyone supposed to keep up when he runs so fast? " The First Ancestor, the Human Sovereign, set off, saying slowly, "We shall walk over, one step at a time.
" Ling Yuxiu stepped after him, and the two walked straight toward the palace where the Divine Son Chiming sat.
Bang. A three-headed, six-armed divine-power user plummeted from the sky and crashed at Ling Yuxiu's feet. Ling Yuxiu kept her composure and tried not to look up.
Bang, bang, bang, the sound came without cease, as though a rain of human shapes were falling; the Xuankong divine-power users dropped from the sky like raindrops, and with them came a hundred-odd sheep, bleating as they fell.
All around them the ground was already a shambles, strewn with who knew how many fallen divine-power users, some rolling and howling, some staring wide-eyed at the sky with all six eyes vacant, others buried beneath heaps of bodies. Ling Yuxiu kept as calm as she could and came at last to the foot of the steps.
Just then Shen Mu appeared before them, dissolved his three-headed, six-armed form and returned to his former self; his manner respectful, he climbed the steps with them.
People kept falling and crashing down around them; with each one that fell, Ling Yuxiu's heart gave a twinge.
She thought, "That must hurt terribly, landing on the stone steps.