Chapter 926 — The Third Eye's Mutation
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 4
The little lump at his brow suddenly stirred; a terrifying energy surged in, sweeping up all his qi and blood and driving every drop of it toward the center of his brow! Shen Mu was startled, his face turning ghastly pale in an instant; the blood from every part of his body was rushing to his brow, and in a moment he had grown frightfully thin, like a mummy of skin and bone!
"Damn it! " He was about to rouse his primordial qi to control the qi and blood flowing to his brow, but it was well enough while he did not use it—the moment he did, his primordial qi too ran out of control and streamed toward his brow!
"What in the world is this Creation Godstone that eldest senior brother gave me?
" Shen Mu's scalp went numb; his withered hand clutched the Creation Godstone for dear life, resisting the force coming from his brow. That force seemed desperately to crave the Godstone, drawing it closer and closer to his brow.
The force was so great that Shen Mu could barely keep hold of the stone. "It isn't my brow that wants this godstone—it's the godstone that wants to burrow into my brow!
" Shen Mu suddenly understood.
The power within his body was all his own; none of it belonged to the Netherworld's Divine Son. Ever since he had opened the heavens and split the earth to forge his spirit and soul, granting himself rebirth, he had known the power in his body like the back of his hand.
As he was now, there was absolutely no alien power within him.
Then the force must come from this Creation Godstone! It was the Creation Godstone that had stirred his qi and blood, stirred his primordial qi; the gem wanted to burrow into his brow and become his third eye!
Shen Mu fought it with all his might, opened his mouth to call Yan'er, but no sound came.
Trembling, he reached out his other hand, wanting to snatch up something and smash it, to alert Long Qilin and Yan'er guarding outside—but he could not move his body, nor summon any primordial qi.
Even his primordial spirit was trapped within him, beyond his command! Suddenly a tearing pain came from his brow; the skin there split with a crack, opening a bloody wound.
Directly opposite Shen Mu was a mirror.
He looked into it and saw the wound at his brow laid open—yet not a drop of blood flowed out.
The little blood lump at his brow finally revealed its true form: it was an eye, come forth in the socket of what had been his third eye, and his qi and blood and primordial qi came surging in, devoured madly by that eye!
Shen Mu's primordial qi and blood were draining away at frightful speed; his qi and blood were immensely powerful, a match for a true god's, and yet this eye was like a bottomless pit that could never be filled!
Shen Mu was greatly alarmed. He had long had his suspicions about that little blood lump at his brow, wondering whether, after he gouged out his third eye, another eye had grown in the socket.
After all, he was a master of the arts of creation; regrowing a third eye was no great feat.
But the lump had never stirred, and whenever he worked the Profound Body Three-Core Art and his primordial qi reached his brow, he vaguely felt his qi and blood flow into the lump and vanish without a trace.
Because the drain was small, and because Shen Mu was in the burst of cultivation that followed his rebirth, his powers soaring, he had paid it no mind.
Who would have thought that this time the Creation Godstone would draw all his qi and blood and primordial qi to his brow, and this unformed eye would swallow them all clean! "I'm not going to be killed by my own eye, am I?
" He shuddered with dread; his hand was slowly losing its grip, and the Creation Godstone drew nearer and nearer to his third eye. The stone seemed to possess a spirit, desperate to take up residence in his brow, to burst his third eye and take its place!
"Wei Suifeng, you bastard. .
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