Chapter 876 — The Sword Leaves a Faint Fragrance — Please Vote
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 7
You could not take him down, and now you want me to wipe you clean. Who are the masters of the Northern Heavens — you or I? Get down there and go select honestly. In one month, I want to see the strongest gu worms you have reared!
" The gods departed, each returning to his own heaven.
The Frost Heaven: ice and snow everywhere. In a vast basin, countless divine-ability wielders lurked, hid, and slaughtered one another in that world of snow and ice. The snow had once been lovely to look upon; now plum-blossom stains of blood appeared one after another across the snowy scene.
Snowflakes drifted down through the air and slowly covered the red.
And besides this ice valley there were other ice valleys, likewise with ability-wielders slaughtering one another, and in each valley the ability-wielders all stood at the same cultivation realm. To select the most outstanding of them, the gods of the Frost Heaven gathered tens of thousands together and set them to killing one another like gu worms, all to pick out the strongest, forcing them to enter the Dao amid battles of life and death.
This was only one heaven in the north. In the north of the Yuan World there were more than three hundred heavens, great and small; some had many people, some few, but the smallest had several hundred million and the greatest as many as tens of billions. In the space of a month, the ability-wielders of several hundred heavens suffered grievous losses — yet the results were striking, and many powerful ones were selected out.
Among them were also more than ten who had entered the Dao, of formidable strength.
The gods of the Northern Heavens brought those they had chosen to the Great Black Palace at the appointed time, to seek audience with Great Black Heaven. More than three hundred ability-wielders stood in neat ranks outside the Great Black Palace, every one of them the elite of the elite, brimming with killing intent and fighting spirit, possessed of matchless confidence.
"Those who have not entered the Dao are still too many. " Great Black Heaven did not let them into the palace, but sent out an order: "To let these people look upon the challenge missive of the Jingping Overlord Body would only make us a laughingstock.
Do you mean for the yokels of Jingping to mock me?
Let them go on killing one another, until only those who have entered the Dao remain.
Even if it yields one more who has entered the Dao, that is good. " At the command outside the palace, the three hundred-odd ability-wielders erupted all at once; divine abilities burst forth and lit up the darkness all around!
In every flash of light that tore the darkness, an ability-wielder fell and went down to the Yellow Springs!
A long while later, Great Black Heaven's will came again from within the palace: "Stop! " The surviving ability-wielders halted and looked at the Great Black Palace blazing with lamplight. Now only seventeen remained.
These seventeen were demigods among demigods, their bloodline power incomparably fierce, and every one of them a master who had entered the Dao, with matchless keenness and fighting spirit!
"Great Black Heaven!
" A god-devil bowed and said in ringing tones, "Our three hundred and sixteen Northern Heavens hold billions of ability-wielders, and from them we have chosen seventeen who have entered the Dao!
One selection has left more than a million corpses!
For the sake of reading the challenge missive of the Jingping Overlord Body — is it worth it? More than a million ability-wielders could flatten the kingdom of Jingping several times over!
" "Good-for-nothing ignorance!
" Great Black Heaven's voice came from the palace, icy cold: "I am saving you! Had you not sworn the pact of the Little Tubo with Wentian Pavilion, destroying Jingping would be the work of a finger-snap! You made that pact with him — and now, to say nothing of a million dead, even ten million dead would not suffice, but die they must!