Chapter 666 — The Crimson Emperor's Brain
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The brain-shaped light was in places very bright, in places somewhat dim, but not fixedly so, for the lights flowed in linear streams, changing without cease, as though the Crimson Emperor were still thinking, still possessed of life. "What a mighty being! Though his body is dead and his spirit extinguished, his consciousness endures, his thought is eternal!
" Shen Mu felt reverence rise in him, and bowed once to the mass of light. It was respect from the depths of his heart, with not the least pretense. The Divine Son Chiming came before the Crimson Emperor's Brain and said, "In those years Emperor Ming made sacrifice to the Crimson Emperor and obtained a thread of the Crimson Emperor's thought-consciousness, and thereby obtained the path to the Void Realm, and found a way of retreat for our Chiming people. And so I have a suspicion: perhaps the Crimson Emperor did not intend for us to find the Void Realm and use it to escape the Cataclysm.
Perhaps he meant, through that thread of consciousness, for us to find his Crimson Emperor's Brain, and obtain certain thoughts and memories within it. " Shen Mu was startled, and inwardly praised him: "Though this Divine Son says he is not truly the heaven-ordained Divine Son, he knows how to think in reverse.
His way of thinking is much like mine. " The Divine Son Chiming's expression was complex.
He lightly touched the Crimson Emperor's Brain, and at once the threads of thought-light upon it turned violent, the radiance flowing ceaselessly over the brain's surface, flickering bright and dim! "He truly does wish to tell me something. But my aptitude is dull. All these years I have often come to see him, hoping to obtain more messages, yet I have never been able to receive his guidance. " The Divine Son Chiming sighed. "Since the two of you have come here, why not try as well? Perhaps you may obtain the Crimson Emperor's guidance.
" Shen Mu reached out to wipe his hand across the Crimson Emperor's Brain. Suddenly the First Ancestor, the Human Sovereign, slapped his palm away with a crack. "Be careful the Crimson Emperor does not seize your body.
" The Divine Son Chiming said, "The Crimson Emperor is the being who opened the Chiming era. How could he do such a vile thing? If he wished to seize a body, he could long ago have seized mine.
A pity; I have the heart to give myself to him, and yet he has already had his soul scattered, and has become this Void Realm. " Shen Mu thought for a moment, then removed the golden willow leaf from his brow, held out his hand, and said with a smile, "Touching it won't kill me. .
. " The First Ancestor frowned, and at the same moment stretched out his own palm.
The two palms came to rest on the Crimson Emperor's Brain almost at once. Boom.
A tremendous sound, as of the opening of heaven and earth, came into their minds. Countless incomparably complex images and sounds rushed madly into their heads. Each voice was the voice of the same person, but the phrases were very short, only a single sentence each, and yet there were so many of them that in an instant tens of thousands of sentences sounded at once! And the images too were endlessly complex, tens of thousands of them flashing past before their eyes, scenes of the bizarre and the monstrous, as though born at the very moment of the world's creation.
Shen Mu and the First Ancestor, the Human Sovereign, their eyeballs rolled left and right as fast as a rattle-drum, so fast that their pupils could scarcely be seen! Hum.
The eye at the center of Shen Mu's brow opened, and within that eye there was yet another eye, and that eye was peering curiously outward. At this moment, in the Shen-character continent within Shen Mu's eye, the fat baby Shen Fengqing sat upon the avatar of the Lord of Heaven, thrust a hand out and peeled the seal open a hair's breadth, just enough to let one eye see the scene outside.