Chapter 776 — A Hidden Oriole Seizes the Mandate of Heaven
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
That cauldron had been born of the Heavenly Court's God-Slaying Dark Blade, and the God-Slaying Dark Blade had been the Heavenly Court's foremost weapon of slaughter; now Tubo had reforged it into the Life-Slaying Cauldron, and the great cauldron mowed down all it met — no god who encountered it, whether a demigod at the height of his powers or an ancient god, could escape death. The great cauldron devoured the power of the gods, and its might grew ever greater.
Ahead lay Chonghua Palace and the Hidden Dragon Hall, and yet Tubo's strength had reached its limit. He roared in fury and strained to advance, but he could never break through the bonds of the Great Way of Youdu.
Tubo bellowed in grief and hurled the Life-Slaying Cauldron at the Hidden Dragon Hall of Chonghua Palace; the great cauldron, reeking with a might that could nearly crush the heavens themselves, spun as it bore down upon that place.
It was a blow of gathered fury, carrying Achou's lust for vengeance, resolved to destroy every life in that place — never mind that they were the sons and daughters of the Heavenly Emperor, never mind their mountains of sin.
And yet a single palm caught the world-crushing Life-Slaying Cauldron, holding it steady, so that the power of the foremost weapon of slaughter could not erupt.
"Fellow Daoist, you have slaughtered your way here — surely your anger is spent by now?
" The Heavenly Emperor stood before the soaring Lingxiao Treasure Hall, one hand gripping the Life-Slaying Cauldron, his gaze falling upon Tubo, his voice carrying from afar: "I did not bar your way just now because I knew they had done wrong, and so I let you fight your way here.
Now that your anger is spent, why must you wipe out my descendants?
" Behind him appeared a host of ancient gods of unimaginable age, every one of them a being of immense power. Tubo panted harshly, his blood running down along each chain upon his body, demonic fire blazing. The Heavenly Emperor sighed: "Those gods deserved their deaths.
But you are now in the grip of rage, and in a reincarnated body besides; you have lost your reason and your heart of the Dao.
You believe yourself in the right, yet once you return to Youdu and your heart of the Dao is restored, you will see how monstrously wrong your deeds today have been.
You and I are fellow Daoists; I will not make things hard for you.
Go back. " Tubo struggled with all his strength against the chains, panting, wrath pouring from his nostrils like dragons, his three eyes weeping both blood and fire.
The Heavenly Emperor sighed and said softly: "To be reincarnated as a human is only a trial of the spirit. You have sunk too deep into it.
Let me lend you a hand and send you back to Youdu. " He swept his sleeve, and Tubo could no longer keep his footing in the heavens; the chains dragged him into the darkness, and the continent of Youdu behind him bore him plunging down in a frenzy, falling into the dark Youdu.
In Youdu, Tubo's vast and immeasurable true body finally woke, his three eyes opening one after another, gazing up through the darkness at the heavens.
And the reincarnated body of Tubo that had once been Achou, wrapped in countless chains, was borne down and down by the continent of Youdu, plunging to the deepest place of the darkness, settling at the feet of Tubo's true body and becoming a dark continent. The chains coiled about him, locking him fast there. Before long, upon that continent would be built a great black city, forged of black jade, named the Jade Lock Pass, to hold down those whose sins reached the heavens.
And Tubo's reincarnated body would be its first prisoner.
"Fellow Daoist.