Chapter 869 — Two Supremes in Standoff
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
Shen Mu called the dragon qilin to a halt and looked back, seeing that the annihilating light over the Godfall Valley was still surging, though its power was contracting.
"Xing An probably won't die — he has no end of tricks. Yan Qiling and the Heavenly Dragon King are another matter."
His injuries had already healed seven or eight parts in ten. Xing An's seizure of the Heavenly Court's manufactured body of Heavenly Venerable Yu was not a good thing for him, but neither was it entirely bad.
The body of Heavenly Venerable Yu that the Heavenly Court had manufactured contained ancient-god runes, constructing a seemingly perfect divine-treasury system and Heavenly Palace–Heavenly Court system, capable of wielding the power of all ancient gods.
This was something the living beings of the lower realm did not possess.
Yet it lacked the most crucial Heavenly River divine treasury, and the powers of the two great titans, the Heavenly Duke and the Earth Earl, were likewise incomplete.
Moreover, the body of Heavenly Venerable Yu had been manufactured on the basis of the Dao Ancestor's macro-level arts of calculation; lacking the micro-level arts, it could never be called perfect.
More crucially still, Shen Mu had already transcribed those runes from the Heavenly Court's Hall of Archives. Once Dao Lord Lin Xuan led the Jingping Dao Sect in perfecting the Taivai Calculation Classic, he could supplement these runes with a micro-level arts-of-calculation framework — and that would be the truly perfect state.
Xing An had merely obtained the body of Heavenly Venerable Yu and could comprehend a portion of it; to cultivate the most perfect body and primordial spirit, he was still very far off.
Suddenly, the Heavenly Dragon King's enormous head rolled out of the Godfall Valley and tried to soar into the air, but no matter how it tried, it could not rise — evidently gravely wounded.
This corpse-transformed head abruptly extended its dragon whiskers to prop against the ground; the long whiskers, like so many stout legs, propped the great head up and walked it outward.
"I see you..."
This great head towered in the air like a moving hill, wearing a foolish grin as it swept its gaze all around.
As it walked, the earth shook and mountains swayed — clearly it was searching for something to eat.
Shen Mu frowned. If the Heavenly Dragon King, corpse-transformed, escaped this place, it would likely bring disaster to the region, eating people wherever it went; it had to be eradicated.
Yet the Heavenly Dragon King had not died even in the annihilation — its strength was truly dreadful.
"The Heavenly Dragon King, like Feng Qiuyun, is an existence of the Lingxiao realm. How can he be killed?"
Shen Mu took out the geographic map Xing An had given him, found the Godfall Valley he himself had marked, and searched nearby.
After the Yuan Realm's seal was broken, Xing An had been to many places, and only thus had he been able to draw a geographic map.
Shen Mu's eyes brightened; he found the nearest ancient ruin and thought: "Lure him into the ancient ruin and let it trap him — perhaps that would be a good choice."
He had just thought this when suddenly light flickered in the distance, and a swallow with a black back and white belly flew out from the radiance, landing and transforming into Yan Qiling, her figure somewhat unsteady.
Yan Qiling promptly noticed him and became extremely alert.
Shen Mu put on a friendly smile, but his sword core soundlessly flew out from the taotie pouch and noiselessly burrowed into the ground.
Yan Qiling hurriedly took out a bare, leafless branch, only three cun in length, and planted it in the earth. The branch at once took root, countless rootlets growing madly, enshrouding the ground below.
The part above ground sprouted and put forth branches, and in an instant grew into a towering giant tree hundreds of zhang tall.
"A branch of the Yuan Wood?"