Chapter 915 — The Spirit Wood's Core Radiance Bursts Forth
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 4
' Yun Huayan and Taoyu gritted their teeth, and the three of them set off for the outside of the Great Prison. At the same moment, a dozen or more others walked out of the Great Prison as well.
The three grew anxious and quickened their pace, racing out like wind and lightning. They ran more than a thousand li before they shook off those dozen or so from the other heavenly palaces. Just as they were about to speak, a red light suddenly appeared ahead, and from it came the sounds of battle.
'Celestial Venerable Mu has arrived! ' The three were overjoyed. Vimalakirti took the lead and ran toward the red light, saying urgently: 'Hurry!
Someone has already made a move. A step late and Celestial Venerable Mu will be killed by another!
' He was extremely fast; as he ran his body swelled, and in an instant he became a demon-god, roaring and bellowing.
Taoyu and Yun Huayan fell a step behind, each startled inwardly: 'Since Senior Brother Vimalakirti descended to the lower realm, his cultivation and strength have advanced by leaps and bounds! Truly as our honored master said — only in slaughter can one grow swiftly and comprehend deeper arts of the dao and divine powers!
' The two strained to catch up, when suddenly they saw a bizarre sight: a hole had abruptly appeared in Vimalakirti's head ahead of them, pierced clean through.
The two froze, and then a voice came to them: 'Fat Dragon, Sister Yan'er, I have discovered another use for the core of the Yuan Wood. Look — it can become an exceedingly fine wooden needle.
If I use the needle to practice my sword arts, say the simplest move, the thrust.
. . ' Taoyu had sharp eyes; at once he saw a wooden needle fine as a hair come before his own eyes!
Taoyu roared; runes flurried; he used the Heavenly Court Daoist sect's grand arts of divination to construct a defensive divine power, and in an instant several hundred Black Tortoise Divine Shields lay before him! The several hundred layers of Black Tortoise Divine Shields were pierced open by the wooden needle, so swiftly that there was only a soft pop.
The needle entered through Taoyu's left eye and came out the back of his head. Thunder crashed in Taoyu's head; his primordial spirit was dissolving. With difficulty he turned his head toward Yun Huayan: 'Senior Sister, run. .
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' In the eyeball of his left eye a mass of bloody light spread, and on the surface of his pupil was mirrored Yun Huayan's figure. Yun Huayan was just driving her dao sword to cut at an incomparably slender wooden needle; at once a tiny needle-hole appeared on the brilliantly shining surface of the dao sword, and the next moment Yun Huayan gave a stifled groan as a faint bloody light burst from the back of her head.
Taoyu's sight grew murky.
Then he saw a colossal creature, half dragon and half qilin, come walking on clouds of fire; atop its head a youth raised two fingers and lightly pinched a small wooden needle.
On the youth's shoulder was a plump round bird, holding a spirit elixir in its beak to feed the dragon-qilin.
'Celestial Venerable Mu.
. . ' Taoyu's vision went dark, and his corpse fell.
Dragon Qilin walked neither fast nor slow toward the Great Prison, frowning at what lay below. Demon blood and divine blood had turned into stream after stream, utterly foul, and in those rivers of blood many worm-like monsters swam. 'So Imperial Preceptor Jingping and Emperor Yanfeng are imprisoned here?
' Dragon Qilin said in a rumbling voice: 'Emperor Yanfeng is one thing, but Imperial Preceptor Jingping loves cleanliness above all — can he bear it?
' Shen Mu flicked his finger, and the wooden needle flew out without a sound, meeting a dozen or so Heavenly Court experts charging toward them.
'Emperor Yanfeng does not care about cleanliness — he could sleep in a pigsty. Imperial Preceptor Jingping does indeed love cleanliness; I fear he has not been able to sleep. ' The needle flew back.
Dragon Qilin walked on.