Chapter 794 — The Earth Mother Bestows Her Grace
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The woman in the light was deeply stirred, the radiance of the sea of light surging; she had preserved the Earth Soul among her three souls. The Earth Soul still remained; what had shattered were the Heaven Soul and the Spirit Soul. The Heaven Soul is Taiguang, the Earth Soul is Shuangling, the Spirit Soul is Youjing.
Beings born divine have only three souls and no seven pneuma; the seven pneuma belong only to later-born living things and demigods.
The Heaven Soul is pure yang, symbolizing the Mystic Capital; the Spirit Soul is yin and mixed, symbolizing the Dark Capital; and the Earth Soul Shuangling faces yang and turns its back on yin, symbolizing the Origin Capital.
That the Earth Mother Primordial Goddess could preserve her Earth Soul was chiefly due to her identity.
She was the Earth Mother, the symbol of the Origin Capital's great dao, and to destroy her Earth Soul was a thousand times difficult.
The Earth Mother's soul was many times stronger than the Lady Tianyin's. The black soul-sand surging in came on like a mighty torrent, vast and boundless — worthy indeed of one whose name stood alongside the Heaven Lord and the Earth Count.
Shen Mu's primal qi steamed, his qi and blood surging ever more violently, like an ocean plunged into a storm. Mystic Capital divine speech and Dark Capital divine speech burst from his lips, all manner of ancient tongues profound and long-enduring, like the abstruse, obscure, and halting poetry of gods and demons. Listening to his dao-sound with eyes closed gave one a sense of the grotesque distortion of heaven and earth first parting and forging life, of gods and demons dancing wildly in a boiling, seething primordial world.
"Worthy indeed of the Great Mage!"
The Earth Mother Primordial Goddess felt her three soul fragments growing ever more whole; those soul motes scattered throughout the world came drawn in one after another. Shen Mu need only reshape for her the Heaven Soul and the Spirit Soul, and then her three souls would be complete, and by her own powerful vitality she would revive!
Shen Mu chanted without cease. Suddenly, a faint crackling sound was heard.
The woman in the light, Yu Tianzun, and Gongsun Yan hastily looked over, and saw that the skin of Shen Mu's whole body was bursting open again and again, fresh blood flowing out unceasingly, then vaporized by the raging primal qi, turning into streams of blood mist whirling madly about him!
All three were startled. Shen Mu's divine power was indeed enormously draining — so much so that even his fleshly body could not withstand it!
"I am too strong. Resurrecting me is I know not how many times harder than resurrecting the Lady Tianyin."
The woman in the light felt some unease in her heart. "At this intensity of casting, who knows how much longer he can hold out — whether he can reshape my two souls..."
Shen Mu's condition was extremely bad, and growing worse and worse. The surface of his body seemed punched through with countless holes by sand, hissing as blood sprayed outward, and even from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose blood flowed unceasingly — especially from his nostrils, where with each beat of his heart two streams of nosebleed spurted out, now far now near, able to spray several zhang.
Yu Tianzun cried out in panic, "Brother, stop! If you keep spraying blood, it will all run out!"
Shen Mu turned a deaf ear, casting the art with all his heart.
Gongsun Yan could not bear it, and said in a loud voice, "Earth Mother, his cultivation is insufficient. Best to halt and let him rest."
The woman in the light was exceedingly anxious, and said, "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer. He is, after all, a divine power wielder; his cultivation is strong, the blood within his body abundant, his qi and blood vigorous — he can still hold out..."
Gongsun Yan hesitated, said no more, and paced about anxiously.