Chapter 719 — The Bride in the Cold Coffin
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
The Calamity God roared again and again, straining with all his might to shake Shen Mu off, but Shen Mu clung to his back as though glued there, and went on gnawing at his head.
Crack!
The Five Thunder Pot came flying in, and the five cloud-thunders whirled around Shen Mu, hacking and cracking; the Fire Bell Divine Troops within the cloud-thunder burst forth, and rolling peals of thunder crashed down upon Shen Mu, at last blasting him away.
The Calamity God rallied his strength and charged at Shen Mu once more, when suddenly teleportation array patterns swirled around Shen Mu, his figure vanished, and the next instant he reappeared behind the Calamity God, clambered onto his back, seized his head, and began to gnaw.
Heaven Lord and the Crimson Emperor exchanged glances, both at a loss.
Within the Dark Capital, the Dark Capital Heavenly Gate held the Dark Sea fast in check, and the two Yin Tianzis stood to left and right between the gateposts, actually holding off the attacks of Tian Shu, King Yan, and Lady Tianyin all at once.
Once this Dark Capital Heavenly Gate appeared and he stood beneath it, he was all but undying; any wound Tian Shu, King Yan, and Lady Tianyin dealt him was healed in an instant, the moment the power of reincarnation within the Dark Capital Heavenly Gate began to circulate, leaving him forever at his peak.
The longer King Yan, Tian Shu, and Lady Tianyin fought, the more alarmed they became. The present Yin Tianzi could fairly be said to stand in an invincible position; unless he could be erased outright, there was no contending with him at all.
The Dark Capital Heavenly Gate was a treasure Yin Tianzi had forged. Divine power of such a kind, means of such a kind — worthy indeed of a powerhouse of the Emperor Throne, worthy of the one honored as the Black Emperor of the Dark Capital.
And at that same moment, on the Dark Capital Continent, within the Dark Prison, countless primal spirits imprisoned there likewise sensed the dreadful ripples and tremors coming from the outside world; one after another the prisoners woke, startled and uncertain.
"The best way to get inside an enemy is to have the enemy invite you in," the Woodcutter Sage's primal spirit said softly, opening his eyes.
He had been summoned by the Book of Life and Death and sent to be imprisoned in the Dark Capital's Dark Prison. This cage's four walls had been designed specifically to target primal spirits, covered all around with runes and sigils that sealed primal spirits, and chains ran through his body, restraining all his divine abilities.
The Woodcutter examined the runes one by one; after a moment his gaze fell upon the chains that bound him, and he soon comprehended the principles contained in those seals thoroughly.
Clatter.
One chain after another, like nimble serpents, withdrew from his body; the Woodcutter landed lightly on his feet and walked toward the cage's door.
The door creaked open of its own accord.
In an exceedingly short span he had comprehended the way to break the Dark Capital's Dark Prison, and came and went there as though it were an unpeopled land.
The Woodcutter Sage stepped outside and, right before the guards, walked to another cage, waved a hand, and the cage opened; the chains binding the First Ancestor Human Emperor fell away one after another.
The First Ancestor Human Emperor leaped out of his cell, cut down the Dark Prison guards who rushed at him, smashed open the other cages, and freed Fu Riluo, the Old Angler, Chi Xi, and the rest.
"Break open the prisons as you go, my friends, and release every prisoner. The more chaos you make in the Dark Capital, the better!"
The Woodcutter Sage's face was as placid as an old well. "The more chaos in the Dark Capital, the safer Jingping will be. Best if the chaos lasts decades or centuries — then Jingping will be secure for decades or centuries!"