Chapter 932 — Purple Qi Fills the Heavens, Fist Intent Cleaves the Firmament
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 5
" Shen Mu took a single step and was the next instant ten li away upon the surface of the Jade Sea. Lightly, as though wind and clouds were nothing, he said, "When I crossed back to the early Longhan years, I met several of the Heaven Venerables; it is a pity I never crossed hands with Lord Yun. Lord Yun was a man of surpassing worth, and I never imagined he still harbored such a wish.
Yun Jianli, let me see what he achieved.
" Tears streamed down Yun Jianli's face, yet at the same time an indescribable heroic ardor surged and churned in his heart. He sprang up all at once, swift as a shooting star, striking straight at Shen Mu with inconceivable speed: "If my ancestor's spirit lingers on high and sees this battle, he will surely weep with exultation!
" The blood of Lord Yun flowing in Yun Jianli's veins seemed in that moment to awaken. He was no sickly young master now; he seemed to have become a leader of the human race, the one and only Heaven Emperor of humankind in all the world!
As the pioneer of the Divine Bridge god-store within the god-store system, as the first being in the world to cultivate the Emperor Throne, as one of the five founding elders of the Heaven Alliance, as the leader who had guided the human race and the other postnatal beings through the Longhan years, Lord Yun had far too much to be proud of — and ample cause for pride. Even though at the human race's direst hour he had been forced to impersonate Shen Mu and Kaihuang, even though he felt he had wronged Shen Mu and Kaihuang, he remained endlessly proud of his own achievements. He was the most dazzling figure of the human race in that savage age!
He founded the Xiaohan Heavenly Court; by stratagem he slew the Ancient God Heaven Emperor of the seemingly invincible Longhan Heavenly Court, granting every living being room to breathe. He possessed matchless pride and confidence, and that pride and confidence he passed down to his descendants, so that they inherited his spirit, his will!
This strike of Yun Jianli's was like a blow that Lord Yun himself, after hundreds of thousands of years, now dealt to Shen Mu!
Xiaohan of the Nine Heavens!
Shen Mu lifted his head; the nine-layered heavens came rushing at his face. That was Lord Yun's divine ability — crude in his eyes, no doubt the divine ability of the original Purple Empyrean Azure Void Art, though in the eyes of the Heavenly Court's other gods it counted as a rare and peerless art.
Yun Jianli had said earlier that the Purple Empyrean Azure Void Art's greatest strength was change.
The art could advance as the ages advanced, and the men of the Yun clan, generation upon generation, had folded the dao arts and divine abilities of each era into it.
Yet Yun Jianli now employed the most primitive Xiaohan of the Nine Heavens — surely to commemorate his forebear with this one move. Even as an exceedingly ancient divine ability, this move still revealed much that was extraordinary, and it was astonishing to behold.
Shen Mu could see that Lord Yun had already sought to fold the runes of heaven's dao into this move, and that those runes were structured by the arts of calculation.
Cruder, to be sure, than the heaven's-dao runes compiled by the Heavenly Court's Daoist sects today — but in that era they were no small thing.
"So it seems that in the Xiaohan Heavenly Court period, Lord Yun and the Dao Ancestor had already begun their study of the Heavenly Duke.
The Dao Ancestor helped the Heavenly Court dissect the ancient gods' great dao through the arts of calculation — in truth, this was a stratagem Lord Yun had laid down hundreds of thousands of years before!
" A subtle stir passed through Shen Mu's heart. He curled his palm inward, like half of the mao glyph, and met the move with half a stroke of the Heaven Seal divine ability. From that one move of Yun Jianli's he understood many things he had never before been able to make sense of.