Chapter 903 — The Sacrifice of Reform
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
" He had seen Shen Mu break through his seal in Taihuang Heaven and transform into the Prince of Youdu, a terrible sight; only Tu Bo's hurried arrival had averted catastrophe. The Lame Elder was terrified to his very core of Shen Mu's sinister third eye.
He saw a mountain god hanging in midair suddenly sliced as if by three invisible blades, cut into four neat pieces.
He looked around. In the air, nearly every mountain god had been cut into four lengths, clean and exact, almost without the slightest difference. "Shen'er is not controlled by his demonic nature—he is controlling it. Otherwise the Prince of Youdu would not fight this way. " The Lame Elder thought, "The Prince of Youdu fights by instinct; Shen'er fights by reason.
" In the sky, the Heavenly Net suddenly warped, as if seized by some monstrous thing and dragged downward. The Starry Host within it, caught up in the net, fell helplessly, shrieking in misery. The Starry Host served under the orthodox star deities of the Heavenly Court.
Those orthodox star deities were ancient gods, but the Starry Host itself was made up of demigods and beings of every race who had cultivated to a sufficient level and entered its ranks.
The Starry Host, together with the Heavenly Net, plunged madly down into the darkness. What welcomed them was a great tripod.
The entire net and this army of gods and demons fell into the tripod, and instantly there was no sound at all. Having devoured so many gods and demons, the great tripod suddenly burst outward.
Countless faces floated in the darkness, crying with one voice: "A-Chou—" The Lame Elder had just begun to relax when the dark sky lit up again. Countless divine beings in the sky drove their treasures, forming the face of the Heavenly Duke with white brows and white eyes!
It was a shape of the Heavenly Duke composed of countless exotic treasures—the runic Great Dao of the Heavenly Duke, constructed through numerology by the Daoist order of the Heavenly Court, the Head of the Heavenly Duke reassembled. The Head of the Heavenly Duke cast its eyes downward.
Its incomparably brilliant light vaporized the demonic qi of Youdu, and soon revealed Shen Mu's true body! The Lame Elder saw that among Shen Mu's three heads, one was a big-headed doll. Under the Heavenly Duke's gaze, its face twisted in pain, and the head kept shrinking back into Shen Mu's body. The Lame Elder's heart sank.
"The Great Daos of Xuandu and Youdu suppress each other. Shen'er cannot hold out much longer. .
. " Shen Mu leaped up and sped away. The countless divine beings in the sky moved after him, the formation of the Heavenly Duke's Head remaining perfectly ordered, but Shen Mu was too fast for them to catch.
The Lame Elder hurriedly gave chase, but even he could not overtake Shen Mu. Just then, he saw white light shoot into the sky to the west, where Shen Mu was fleeing.
A vast imperial might surged forth, blocking his path. A heavenly palace appeared, halls stacked layer upon layer; the primordial spirit of a Great Emperor sat in the Lingxiao Hall in Yujing City and suddenly rose to his feet. Almost at the same time, to the north, darkness spread, and another imperial might soared skyward.
A heavenly palace unfurled like a scroll; the primordial spirit of the Netherworld Son of Heaven sat on his throne, the nether sea churning behind him. To the south, fire blazed.
Within the flames an immense heavenly palace appeared, the Lingxiao Hall standing in sacred fire, where a nine-headed phoenix spread its wings and cried aloud amid the blaze. Stunned by the impact of so much imperial might, the Lame Elder turned to look back: green light pierced the heavens, a heavenly palace took shape within the light, and countless palace halls had grown dragon scales, looking utterly ancient.