Chapter 837 — Tea Offered on the River
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Luo Wushuang's little boat drew away, and from the river behind him came an unspeakably dreadful aura of Youdu demonic qi. Even without turning his head, he could picture the horror of it.
As though the most frightful and hideous demon god had thrust its body out of another world, and with its towering strength was tearing and crushing everything in the world, devouring all that could be devoured!
Zhe Huali had not kept the matter of the Divine Son of Youdu from him, and so the moment Luo Wushuang sensed that something was wrong, he had immediately withdrawn.
"Master Luo, Zhe Huali, he..." one of the disciples on the boat ventured cautiously.
Luo Wushuang's face was as still as deep water. He looked at his empty sleeve, and the pain of the severed arm seemed to assail him again, piercing him to the heart.
"Forty thousand years ago, the Supreme Emperor Hegemon Body took one of my arms. And now he has taken another."
Luo Wushuang closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them again, and said softly, "Zhe Huali has already walked out onto a road of his own. On that road he will not walk beside us, but away from us. I had thought he was my right arm, and now... From this day on, if you meet him, be on your guard. Fight him to the death, show him no mercy! He entered the Dao through the blade; his strength is great, and his future achievements will be no small thing!"
The ripples on the river subsided.
The Divine Son Chiming, the First Ancestor Human Sovereign, the Village Chief and the others were still shaken. The scene just now had been too terrible; even they could not help but shudder.
The river water was stained red. The two visitors from the Heavenly Court had died quickly, unexpectedly quickly.
Shen Mu, for his part, was fine. He took out the willow leaf and pressed it to the center of his brow, then ran to the riverbank to check on the progress of Qi Kang, Yishan, and the other Human Sovereigns' cultivation.
"Zhe Huali, what happened on the ship, is it true?" the Village Chief asked.
Zhe Huali nodded and recounted what had happened aboard the ghost ship. The others were dumbfounded. The Divine Son Chiming felt a lingering fear and glanced down at the river; the ghost ship below was long gone without a trace.
"The Ancestor Dragon King and Feng Qiuyun entered the ghost ship. Whether they live or die, no one knows."
A warmth rose in the Village Chief's heart. "Shen'er risked his life to bring me back. What even the Four Emperors of the Ancient Gods could not settle, he settled. He has truly grown up, and he is full of confidence. Whether the Hegemon Body is true or false no longer matters so much."
He dearly wanted to tell the First Ancestor that he himself had created the legend of a Hegemon Body. But then he thought that if he told the truth he would most likely be mobbed again; not only would the Human Sovereigns of past generations beat him soundly, the First Ancestor himself would probably be unable to resist joining in. So he could only hold his tongue.
They came to the riverbank. To the Human Sovereigns of past generations, Shen Mu and the others had merely gone to the middle of the river and fought a great battle there; not much time had passed. But for Shen Mu, more than a month had gone by aboard the ship.
After daybreak, the Human Sovereign Qi Kang and the Human Sovereign Yishan sensed the power of the Heavenly River and opened the Heavenly River Divine Treasury, stirring everyone beyond measure.
Their success meant that the Heavenly River Divine Treasury could replace the Divine Bridge Divine Treasury and become the seventh Divine Treasury!
Yet that replacement would likely be a very long process.
"Cult Master Shen, this Heavenly River Divine Treasury, you opened it?" Zhe Huali examined the newly opened Heavenly River Divine Treasury of the two Human Sovereigns, deeply shocked.