Chapter 747 — Clash of the Youth and the Sovereign
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 5
"Yi-ya-ya-ya-ya —" Shen Mu roared, his qi surging to the Ox and Dipper, and suddenly left the hall to come treading the void; a single step carried him half a li, his feet treading air, and the ground below at once bore a huge footprint! He ran through the air, a fleeting gleam and shadow, and in each stride countless fists struck out; ahead of him the fist seals pressed the air into solid substance, and one huge fist after another hurtled at Kaihuang at terrifying speed, the seals multiplying until they formed a wall growing ever thicker!
Old Ox was frightened out of his wits, and hastily called out loud: "Shen Ye. . .
Shen Kai, do not match strength with him! His martial skill has already reached the very summit!
" On the great hall on the other side, Kaihuang turned a deaf ear to Old Ox's voice; he shifted his feet and went straight for Shen Mu, his two hands turning and flying like butterflies in wild dance, and countless tiny divine arts flew up in profusion from between his fingers, from his fingertips, from his palms, from beneath his robes; at once there appeared before him towers and cauldrons, bells and pagodas, sabers, spears, swords and halberds, dragons and tigers, the Dark Warrior and the Vermilion Bird, wonders of every hue, bearing terrifying might, glinting with light that flickered on and off! Those were waves of aura beyond all terror, harboring power beyond all dread. Old Ox shuddered with cold, and cried aloud: "Mu Qing, do not match strength with him! Shen Kai's skill in divine arts has been cultivated to the very summit!
" In midair, waves of unspeakable terror rolled out; fists and divine arts collided, and in one instant the two young figures crashed together.
A dazzling white light burst from the center of their collision, like a blade of incomparable keenness, and with a swish it cut straight along the center of the Yaochi treasure island, to either side.
The earth shook, mountains and halls swayed; a chasm split the Yaochi treasure island apart, and its fissure ran neat and even, growing ever greater, ever longer, ever wider! Whoosh — a gale swept to the four quarters; in an instant the glazed tiles of hall after hall were torn away, baring the dragon bones, and countless emerald tiles formed a cloud of jade that flew in every direction. "Primordial spirits, into your apertures!
" Two voices rang out at once; in the sky the mad tide of blood essence came roaring back down, and the two great primordial spirits of Shen Mu and Kaihuang returned to their bodies almost in the same moment. Their auras were proud and unbending.
Shen Mu's body swelled joint by joint, taller and taller, until it stood twelve zhang high, standing like a god or a demon.
His six arms put forth their strength, his muscles crackling as they swelled; his three heads gave a great shout, and six palms came down upon the ground. "Refine treasures into weapons!
" The earth shook; hall after hall split apart in the quaking of earth and mountains; copper pillars one after another shrieked up into the sky and melted in the firelight, turning into primal weapons that flew, into flying swords that darted swiftly on their way!
On the other side, Kaihuang suddenly brought his hands together before his chest; his aura burst forth, other great halls crumbled and floated aloft, the halls dissolved, and divine metals and divine materials took on every shape in flight — those thousand dragons and ten thousand phoenixes, wonders of every kind, came howling.
Those were the primal weapon forms his divine arts took once fixed in shape.
The two had fought themselves into a fury; the means they employed in this moment had long since passed beyond the notion of a friendly bout.
Old Ox's head ached; shielding Ling Tianzun, he cried aloud: "Shen Kai, do not fight him!
He has the Overlord Body — you cannot match him! " Kaihuang turned a deaf ear; Old Ox shouted: "Mu Qing, still you will not stop?