Chapter 917 — Truth and Falsehood Reversed
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 5
He came to the Judge's Hall, took up his brush, and recorded Shen Mu's prison visit. He breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly unease stirred in his heart again, and he rose and walked to the great prison's wooden gate, thinking, "Did I truly break his undying spirit consciousness?
I must check once more. There can be no mistake.
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" He came to the depths of the great prison, and suddenly his body went rigid. Several jailers were dragging out wooden basins brimming with divine blood and setting fresh ones in their place; in the blood river beside them, monsters were being born, burrowing into the cages to drink blood. Yan Shaoqing's body went cold, and he walked forward with difficulty.
He saw the Dragon Qilin crouched in sound sleep before the cages of Imperial Teacher Jingping and Emperor Yanfeng; on the Dragon Qilin's head, the blue sparrow idly preened its feathers. And Shen Mu stood before the cages, talking with Imperial Teacher Jingping and Emperor Yanfeng.
Yan Shaoqing shook his head; he was somewhat dizzy, and his legs grew heavier and heavier, so that he had to hold on to a cage. "What on earth is going on? " He felt he could not breathe, and slumped to his knees, murmuring, "Why are you still here?
Why. . .
My cultivation surpasses yours by I know not how many times, so why can I still not break your divine art. . .
" In the cage beside him, the god-devil imprisoned there suddenly opened its eyes, its expression wooden, like a puppet under another's control, its mouth opening and closing stiffly: "Because the foundation is wrong.
In the Jingping Reform, the greatest change is the foundation.
From foundational runes to foundational divine arts to foundational cultivation methods, you are wrong in every one!
If you wish to break this kind of spiritual divine art, first destroy your own cultivation! " Yan Shaoqing was furious; he reached out and crushed that god-devil to powder! In the cage before him, the deity imprisoned there suddenly opened his eyes and said woodenly, "Yan Shaoqing, I was trapped in the Imperial Gate Divine Saber for several years.
You have been trapped only a few days, and already you cannot bear it? " Beside himself with rage, Yan Shaoqing struck that deity dead. A jailer passing by him suddenly halted, raised his head, and said woodenly, "Yan Shaoqing, my divine art is not only the undying spirit consciousness; there is also the Scripture of Immeasurable Kalpas. If you think everything is an illusion wrought by my spirit consciousness, you are gravely mistaken. " Yan Shaoqing smashed that jailer to pieces with a single punch and walked on toward Shen Mu ahead.
Another jailer, his face strange, stared fixedly at him: "Yan Shaoqing, I perceived the flaw in your foundation and planted the Scripture of Immeasurable Kalpas within your body.
If you wish to break it, it is in fact quite simple: you need only abolish the Spirit Bridge. " Yan Shaoqing's face went ashen; he seized that jailer's head and pressed it to the ground until the jailer was a blur of blood and flesh. Shen Mu raised his head and said woodenly, "There is no use in doing that.
" Yan Shaoqing tore the Shen Mu before him to shreds; the world turned black and white once more, and it was the same scene as before, with no change whatsoever.
Dejected, Yan Shaoqing dropped down onto the ground and murmured, "There must be a way to break it. There must be a way to break it without abolishing the Spirit Bridge spirit treasury. .
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" He closed his eyes and gathered his mind, sinking into agonized thought. He sat thus for who knew how many days; Yan Shaoqing's hair turned grizzled, and still he could not think of a way to break it. Suddenly a jailer's voice came from outside: "Judge Yan, an envoy from the Nether Capital has arrived!
" Yan Shaoqing started, then his face lit with wild joy, and he laughed aloud, "So that is it, so that is it!