荒墟牧神 - 第942章 萬魔亂心 - 簡牘書房

"The Great Void is a strange place indeed — whatever the mind conceives becomes reality. Could the entire Great Void be woven from divine consciousness? The prehistoric Creator used the Primeval Divine Stone to visualize; perhaps the form of this whole world is itself a Primeval Divine Stone. What principle governs its workings?" Shen Mu sank into thought.

The others channeled the Neither-Thought-Nor-Non-Thought, holding their minds and consciousness in a state near perfect stillness, so that their heart-demons would not become real — but in doing so, they lost the capacity to think.

As for why he had never taken the initiative to learn the Neither-Thought-Nor-Non-Thought, it was precisely because his curiosity burned too fiercely; he wanted to uncover the truth of the Great Void.

Without the power of thought, it was nearly impossible to find truth amid the chaos.

Luo Wushuang was still locked in mortal combat with his heart-demon, Shen Mu, while the divine officials aboard the ship made ready to steer the tower ship past them. Luo Wushuang was plainly no match for his heart-demon; abandoning him and fleeing this place was the right decision.

Shen Mu remained lost in a daze, thinking: "The Great Void may well be the Primeval Divine Stone universe conceived by the prehistoric Creator. This blank mode of thought seizes upon the terror in our hearts and turns it into reality."

"The terror in the heart is the heart-demon within the Dao-heart. The reason I thought of the prehistoric Creator just now is most likely because the Creator Shujun dwells between my brows. Shujun is the affliction of my heart — that is why the Great Void manifested a Creator."

"Luo Wushuang was defeated by me in his early years, so I am his heart-demon. That is why, when he asked who was letting his thoughts run wild, he could not help but suspect me — and so his heart-demon appeared."

At this thought, Shen Mu purified his consciousness and cast out all distracting thoughts, refusing to think of the other Heavenly Venerables.

Those Heavenly Venerables were his heart-demons — and Heavenly Venerable Yu, that terrifying weapon, was the greatest heart-demon of all.

If he were to think of him, and a Heavenly Venerable Yu were to appear here, it would surely cause utter chaos.

"Then why does the Great Void only stir up heart-demons? Why does it only manifest the terror in one's heart?"

Shen Mu sank into thought. To others, the Great Void was a place of incomparable peril; yet to him, it was also an incomparably vast source of power. If he could harness the might of the Great Void and manifest divine weapons and sharp blades that fought for him — even gods and demons — could he not stand against the Heavenly Court?

Just then, Luo Wushuang's roar came from behind. Shen Mu rushed to the stern and saw that the blade-light behind them had grown several times more intense. Luo Wushuang's divine blade had actually constructed layer upon layer of heavens, slashing at his heart-demon, Shen Mu!

"Luo Wushuang is a genius! In the midst of this battle, he actually broke through his former realm and raised his blade art to yet another heaven!"

Yun Chuxiu and Lian Huahun came to his side. Yun Chuxiu praised: "His blade art has entered the Dao — he is even more formidable than before. His heart-demon was only a hair stronger than him; now he can defeat it!"

The blade-light blazed like a proud sun, then dimmed after its burst of radiance.

Luo Wushuang, his figure towering, walked out from the fading light, carrying the head of the heart-demon Shen Mu in his hand. In a few strides he caught up with the tower ship and landed at the stern.

He was drenched in blood, his body covered in wounds, yet his aura was stronger than ever before.

Shen Mu frowned slightly; he could tell that this one-armed man's injuries were extremely grave.