Chapter 891 — Soul Transmigration to Another World
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 5
Fortunately, the ground of the World Within Flowers was exceedingly soft. Although Shen Mu's Great Celestial Force Field pressed upon his back like one Mount Sumeru after another, he did not suffer grave injuries.
Transmission formation patterns suddenly surfaced around him. With a swish, they rolled up his divine weapons and vanished.
Shen Mu dispersed the Great Celestial Force Field. His three heads looked in all directions, but Wei Suifeng never appeared.
Just then, Shen Mu suddenly felt his belly swell and bulge. His heart lurched. "Transmission divine arts again!"
His belly expanded outward at a terrifying rate, growing larger and larger. Astonishingly, divine weapons had appeared within his body—Wei Suifeng had actually transmitted divine weapons directly into his chest cavity!
"No wonder my Heavenly Saint Cult is called the Dark Demon Cult!"
Light flickered within Shen Mu's sacred treasury. Divine weapons appeared frantically, swelling his sacred treasury larger and larger!
His flesh was also expanding madly. Shen Mu desperately strengthened his body to prevent the suddenly appearing divine weapons from bursting it apart!
"The Three Cores of the Mystic Body, the Eight Tones of the Ancestral Dragon!"
Shen Mu bellowed. Vital essence surged through his flesh. One resonant dragon roar after another rang out, like the Ancestral Dragon coiling within primal chaos at the dawn of heaven and earth, opening its mouth to chant. The resounding dragon roars suppressed the divine weapons within his body and sacred treasury. One divine weapon after another actually cracked under the assault of the Ancestral Dragon's Eight Tones.
Amid the dragon roars, divine weapons burst apart one by one, shaken into the finest particles.
Shen Mu bellowed again. Within his sacred treasury, a great sun suddenly erupted. Rolling heat transformed his sacred treasury into the most terrifying, most scorching furnace in the world, refining those divine weapon fragments directly into molten iron.
Shen Mu pressed his palms together before his chest. The Eight Treasures Glazed Body of Indra, King of Heaven and Buddha, unfolded. The molten divine weapon fragments became steam, spraying from his pores. That divine metal steam was then condensed into Eight Treasures Glaze. The Eight Treasures revolved, forming behind his head a halo of Buddha-light composed entirely of metal.
Shen Mu soared into the air, reaching out to strike the sky. Deep within space, violent tremors erupted. A transmission light stream flashed past from the depths of space. Suddenly, a massive palm print appeared deep in space, meeting his fist.
Shen Mu shifted his body, pursuing that transmission light stream. His six arms rained down punches like a storm, madly bombarding deep space. From the border of the World Within Flowers all the way to the central heavens, countless fist imprints appeared in the sky, forming a single straight line!
Suddenly, all the fist imprints surged toward Shen Mu, transforming into one upright, majestic, awe-inspiring punch!
A Thousand Palms Return from the Celestial Peak Beyond Heaven!
As this punch blasted out, terrifying power reached directly through, tearing space apart. Dense fist imprints ceaselessly shattered space, shaking to powder the transmission runes surrounding Wei Suifeng, who was hiding within space.
Having unleashed this great divine art, Shen Mu immediately transformed his fist into a palm. One palm strike, and countless transmission runes erupted. The countless flying swords transformed from the sword core passed through the transmission divine arts, swishing into space.
The sword light vanished completely.
Shen Mu landed, gazing up at the sky. His six arms formed sword mudras, the mudras shifting ceaselessly, dazzling to the eye.
Swish—