Chapter 942 — The Old Senior Descends
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Long Qilin raised his head and looked up. Shen Mu and Yun Chuxiu were leaping across the shattered palaces as though flying, their bodies crossing and clashing, swift beyond belief.
"Yun Chuxiu may well be Her Majesty the Empress, or her younger sister, Lady Yuanmu."
Long Qilin said, "The wooden rod the Sect Master brought out just now is called the Core of the Origin Wood. It bears more than fifty million growth rings, and it is formidable beyond measure, a supreme treasure forged by the Earth Mother Sovereign. The Sect Master cannot draw out the full might of so ancient a divine treasure, and yet just now the Core of the Origin Wood erupted with power of its own. So the Sect Master suspects that Yun Chuxiu tampered with it."
"The Empress? Lady Yuanmu?"
Hearing this, Yun Jianli was appalled, and a belated dread crept over him. He had actually sworn brotherhood with such a being, and had even brought such a terrifying existence along to keep watch on her, to see what she was plotting.
Now that he thought it over, a chill ran down his spine!
Yet he could not help but wonder, and asked curiously, "Brother Long Pi, how do you know that Yun Chuxiu is the Empress, or Lady Yuanmu?"
Qi Jiuyi blurted out, "A woman that beautiful, how could she possibly be the Empress or Lady Yuanmu?"
He too was intensely curious. All these days Long Qilin had never once left their side, doing nothing but eating and sleeping, muddled and drowsy, and never had they seen him exchange so much as a word with Shen Mu.
So how was it that Long Qilin could see through Yun Chuxiu's true face, while they knew nothing at all?
The Langxuan Divine Palace had been battered by the Core of the Origin Wood until it was little more than ruins. Countless palaces and halls had torn free of their original formations and crashed wildly about, colliding this way and that in utter chaos.
Shen Mu stood upon a divine hall that drifted in disorder, while Yun Chuxiu was very far from him, standing atop a divine palace as well. The two structures flew in wholly different directions, one soaring toward the heavens, the other plunging in its fall.
Between them lay numberless gigantic pillars and toppled palaces, battering blindly back and forth, and many divine mountains went howling past as well. The scene was one of utter confusion.
Only moments before, Yun Chuxiu had suddenly unleashed the mana of a Heavenly Venerable, rousing the power of the Core of the Origin Wood and laying waste to more than half of Heavenly Venerable Lang's Langxuan Divine Palace. This was what had enraged Shen Mu so greatly.
He had come this time meaning only to stir up a little friction; he had no wish to tear off all pretense with the Langxuan Divine Sovereign, Heavenly Venerable Lang. So long as he was not in the wrong, Heavenly Venerable Lang could do nothing to him.
But what Yun Chuxiu had done was the equal of seizing Heavenly Venerable Lang by the neck and slapping him a dozen times over, back and forth!
Even though he himself was Heavenly Venerable Mu, one of the five founding elders of the Heavenly Alliance, Heavenly Venerable Lang would absolutely refuse to sit still. He would turn from striking at him in secret to striking at him in the open.
This chamber pot was too big and too foul; he could not carry it on his shoulders.
Bold as Shen Mu was, seeming to dare death itself and charge into the Heavenly Court, plunging into the dragon's lair and the tiger's den without fear of anything, in truth he advanced step by step, calculating every move. Each time it appeared unspeakably perilous, a road to survival lay hidden within.
He could tear open the Heavenly Court and still leave himself room enough to maneuver, enough to keep his life.
Yet this single act of Yun Chuxiu's had thrust him all at once into opposition with Heavenly Venerable Lang, and into the wrong, at that!