Chapter 924 — Chronicle of Void Creation
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
Qi Jiuyi had originally meant to go gather up a few of the rhombic crystals, but hearing this he abandoned the notion at once and said with a smile, "Master Shen, your divine consciousness is strong enough. Using this treasure to create from the void—just how strong is the Tubo you make? Could it surpass you?"
Shen Mu shook his head, picked up the little Tubo he had just created from the void, and set it on his palm. "He has little strength. He has no soul either—just a muddled, witless creature that happens to look rather fierce."
Qi Jiuyi stretched out a finger and poked the little Tubo. "Then these crystals are of no use at all. The life they create is so much weaker than you—it is not even a divine-ability wielder, and it has neither soul nor spirit, so it cannot cultivate. What use is it?"
His finger pressed against the little Tubo; the creature was savage, and latching onto the finger it tried to fling it away, but its strength was far too small—it could not budge it at all, and it howled and bellowed in fury.
Shen Mu set the little Tubo down. "Unless I am mistaken, the prehistoric creators must have possessed something extraordinary in their divine consciousness. Their consciousness must have been incomparably powerful, their minds terrifying in strength. Look—in the reliefs, every one of them could use the crystals to create from the void, whereas I had to cultivate the indestructible divine consciousness of the Three Primordial Spirits before I could manage it. Which is to say, every one of them had a divine consciousness no weaker than mine!"
Qi Jiuyi saw nothing amiss in this, but Long Qilin and Yan'er understood the meaning behind his words.
Shen Mu's indestructible divine consciousness was already terrifyingly strong. Once he had fathomed the cultivation methods of Yan Shaoqing—the Lingxiao powerhouse reputed to be first in divine consciousness in all the Heavenly Court—he could fashion illusions and dreamscapes to trap Yan Shaoqing whole!
Shen Mu's divine consciousness might not run as deep as Yan Shaoqing's, but its quality far surpassed his.
And if every prehistoric creator possessed a divine consciousness no weaker than his, how horrifying would that be?
Shen Mu pointed at the prehistoric creators in the reliefs and went on, "And what is even stranger is that their bodies grew far larger than before. I think they were using void creation to enhance their own flesh."
Long Qilin was puzzled. "Master, how can void creation enhance one's own flesh?"
"Through these crystals, using one's powerful divine consciousness to remake the body—it cannot be any harder than creating a little Tubo."
Shen Mu explained, "Earlier, in the Blood Rust Zone, we saw a skull as vast as a planet, and its body must have been even larger than its head. Who could grow to such a size? It must be that the prehistoric creators used these crystals to remake their bodies, making themselves larger and larger."
He paused, then returned to those earlier reliefs and said, "The giant who first obtained a crystal—his body too became taller and mightier than the others', which shows that using the art of creation to enhance the flesh is feasible. And there is one point of the utmost importance: they were undying, one might even say they were gods!"
Qi Jiuyi frowned deeply.
Shen Mu's expression turned grave, and his voice deepened. "Once the art of creation is cultivated to a certain realm, one may live forever without dying, and the body will never perish. Even if you are nothing but a petty divine-ability wielder of the Spirit Fetus realm, so long as you have mastered the art of creation, you too can be like a god—ageless, deathless, imperishable! These prehistoric creators were most likely a race of undying, indestructible gods as well!"
He felt this keenly, for he was such a person himself.