Chapter 876 — The Sword Leaves a Faint Fragrance — Please Vote
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" Inside the palace the darkness surged; Great Black Heaven came walking, the black sun behind his head dragging the darkness, and along the way it swallowed up the blazing furnaces of lamplight that stood to either side of the palace, so that those furnaces gave out not a shred of radiance.
"Tubo is a being accomplished by the Great Dao; the Little Tubo is a divine son of Youdu, possessing the power of the ancient gods and the abilities of a creature born after heaven and earth. I was the first god-devil of Youdu to attain the Dao, and I know well what a divine son of Youdu can do. To swear an oath to the Little Tubo — you were truly audacious beyond measure!
" Great Black Heaven took out Shen Mu's challenge missive, gave it a sudden shake, and hung it in the air, shouting, "Look upon the missive! " Those seventeen demigod ability-wielders looked toward Shen Mu's missive; in it, Shen Mu, sword on his back, smiled and said nothing.
After a moment, the eyes of one who had entered the Dao went wide and round, his body trembling violently; suddenly he gave a great cry, and his body split into four and five pieces, dead where he stood! A moment more, and another who had entered the Dao drew his sword and danced; his sword force was like light and lightning, and the man himself like one mad and frenzied. "A fine sword art—" He suddenly halted his sword and stood still; a ray of sword light shot from between his brows, and there at the brow a sword wound opened, blood flowing without cease.
Another man's astral qi spun madly all around him, and strange sounds of great bells and booming bronze rang unendingly, dang-dang, clanging; the runes all about him became a great bell, and the bell quivered on and on, his divine ability exquisitely wrought.
Suddenly blood-light burst within the bell, dyeing the rune-formed bell a blood red.
The great bell scattered, the runes collapsed, and all that remained was a corpse riddled with a thousand holes. Fewer and fewer remained; soon only six of the seventeen were left.
These six demigod ability-wielders had withstood the Undying Consciousness within Shen Mu's challenge missive, as though they had gained a great trial and a great enlightenment; the six of them were clear in spirit and bright in mind, and their strength had, remarkably, improved considerably.
The gods and demons of the various heavens saw this and all breathed out.
"In our Northern Heavens there are six who can stand against this Jingping Overlord Body; at last we may salvage a little of our face.
" "These six ability-wielders are of surpassing quality, of extraordinary comprehension; with the aid of the Sword-Bearer Painting they have raised themselves up, and at last they can face the challenge of the Jingping Overlord Body! " "After this battle, the Northern Heavens will have produced six more prodigies to shake the world.
The future achievements of these six will surely move all the heavens!
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. Just then, Great Black Heaven spoke: "This is the first trial of the Jingping Overlord Body's challenge missive.
You have passed the first trial.
" The gods and demons of the Northern Heavens were startled, and they heard Great Black Heaven say, "Only when the Sword-Bearer Painting within the missive is destroyed may the missive be counted as accepted.
This Jingping Overlord Body is, to give him his due, fair. The missive holds his consciousness; at whatever cultivation you stand, the sword god with the sword on his back in the missive will meet you at that same cultivation.
So you need not fear that he will crush you with a higher realm. Now.
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. " He swept his gaze around, his eyes passing over the six ability-wielders who had entered the Dao, and said coldly, "Come up one by one, and use your own vital qi to trigger the missive!