Chapter 773 — This Flavor Really Is Not Bad
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
Shen Mu was in the thick of the slaughter when suddenly, in the distance, Lu Li raised a perfectly square cauldron lid.
Square as the lid was, beneath its square face lay a round seal, branded with the stars and constellations of all the heavens, the emblem of the Celestial Plate. And upon the four corners beside it were branded the forms of four demon-gods, ox-headed, human-bodied, tiger-faced, their mouths full of fangs, biting into the Celestial Plate: the emblem of Youdu.
Lu Li lifted the lid high, and at once a snow-white beam came slanting down and fell upon Shen Mu and the others with a resonant hum. Shen Mu knew at once that something was badly wrong; sky and earth spun, and he was lifted off his feet against his will, seized by that light along with several other demon-gods and drawn hurtling toward the lid in Lu Li's hand!
Three more demon-gods were caught by the light as well, and in their panic they cried out at the tops of their voices: "The God-Subduing Heaven-Blending Net! " Shen Mu's heart lurched. He was just about to break free when the sky suddenly went dark; he looked up and saw the heavens full of stars. Lu Li caught up the lid and clapped it down with a ringing clang upon the Youdu Life-Slaying Cauldron, forged from the reincarnated body of Tubo, sealing it fast and true, tight as a seam.
Lu Li let out a breath and shouted: "Well?
Are you going to help or not?
" Xuanming, Hanlei and Yuhuang at once laid a palm each upon the Youdu Life-Slaying Cauldron, and Lu Li joined them; four palms pressed to the four corners of the great cauldron, and they began to rouse the power of the Life-Slaying Cauldron and the Heaven-Blending Net. Suddenly one Youdu magnate after another descended.
Yan Qianzhong stepped forward and shouted: "You must not rouse the Life-Slaying Cauldron!
Three fellow Daoists were drawn into the cauldron just now as well. If you rouse it, they will be refined to death along with him!
" Lu Li shot him a glance and said with a smile: "Then open the lid and let the Little Overlord of Youdu out, and let the Crimson Emperor himself step forward and beat him back. " Yan Qianzhong gave a cold snort and said no more. "Let the Divine Son of Youdu out, and we all die.
" Xuanming said mildly: "You are all our elders, but you have no bodies of flesh, and so you are by nature held in check by the Divine Son of Youdu. This time he has returned with a vengeance, and he is not the same as he was twenty-two years ago.
He has made good his shortcomings; his divine powers now are vast and no small matter, and here in Youdu he can scarcely be killed.
The only way to kill him is the Heaven-Blending Net and the Life-Slaying Cauldron.
" The company fell silent. They had already learned for themselves how mighty and how dreadful the Divine Son of Youdu was, and they had learned it twice. The first time was in the second month after his birth, when the Divine Son of Youdu stirred up a great upheaval, devouring gods and demons beyond counting from every faction of Youdu, growing ever larger, ever more insolent in his arrogance. Yet in that battle, for all his strength, the Divine Son of Youdu had not been invincible.
He understood nothing of divine abilities or Dao arts; he relied only on the strength born in him, and on being the first being in Youdu to come from the womb and live as a living soul.
Within Youdu he could recover at any moment, and he could devour the souls and primal spirits of others to swell himself; only thus did he keep his life.
But today, twenty-two years later, the Divine Son of Youdu had returned to Youdu, and the strength he displayed was not what it had been twenty-two years ago. In the battle just now, a hundred or more Lingxiao and Dizuo powerhouses had been slaughtered or wounded, more than half of them laid low by his hand.