Chapter 959 — The Great Beauty of the Sword Dao
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 5
" An Qingyu did not rise. He used his feathers to sever the space around them so that Shen Mu could not escape, and reverently knocked his head to the ground before him — three kneelings and nine kowtows — then said in a deep voice: "I have heard that at the beginning of Longhan, Heavenly Venerable Mu, on behalf of Heavenly Venerable Yu, taught the multitude the method of becoming gods, and took from my master his merit. But be that as it may, Heavenly Venerable Mu bears great merit. I come by my master's command to kill the Heavenly Venerable; the Heavenly Venerable is about to die by my hand.
Yet the Heavenly Venerable did after all teach the multitude the method of becoming gods, and so I first pay my respects, and then I shall end the Heavenly Venerable's life! " Shen Mu held the Heavenly Dome together, panting: "The disciples of Heavenly Venerable Hao do know their proprieties. I am a man without a soul, and my days are numbered.
Do you not intend to seal your own realm and fight me fairly? " He coughed violently several times, his breath faint as gossamer, and a desolate sense of a hero in his twilight, at the end of his road, welled up in his heart.
He said with a bitter smile: "My cultivation has already fallen to the Spirit Embryo realm. You are a true god, and I am only at the Spirit Embryo realm. I hope to die gloriously — at the very least, I want a fair fight, so that I may depart in peace.
" An Qingyu rose.
Behind him came a ringing clang, and four heavenly palaces floated in the halo behind his head.
His gaze was bright as snow as he said with a smile: "His Supremacy instructed that Heavenly Venerable Mu's cultivation is vast beyond measure, that he has fused three or four imperial throne techniques, and that only the power of a true god can hold the Heavenly Venerable down by a single notch.
" He was a true god; his primordial spirit was a divine being with a bird's head and a man's body, which had already crossed the Southern Heavenly Gate and was not far from the Jade Terrace.
His power was vast beyond measure, and as his cultivation erupted, countless blue-gold feathers cut through the Heavenly Dome and rushed to stand before Shen Mu! An Qingyu's voice came on: "His Supremacy also instructed that the Heavenly Venerable's consciousness is powerful, and that he has cultivated the Old Buddha's Scripture of Immeasurable Kalpas; therefore His Supremacy refined a treasure for each of us disciples, so that we would not be affected by the Heavenly Venerable's illusions.
" A jade pendant on his chest lit up, its halo swirling.
Shen Mu's expression shifted slightly; this jade pendant had been refined by Heavenly Venerable Hao's own hand, and it was precisely able to counter his dream world.
He had just tried to draw An Qingyu into his dream world, never expecting that the jade pendant would block his consciousness!
This strike of An Qingyu's was several times more powerful than the last; the blue-gold feather swords blotted out the sky and covered the sun, shrouding all directions so that he could not dodge. Just then Shen Mu's vital essence rose up from behind him and became a fan, which he reached out and seized in his hand, swinging it with all his strength; a great heavenly wind arose, and countless feather swords were swept away clean!
The Eighth Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Wind.
An Qingyu opened his mouth and spat out a spirit pearl; the heavenly wind howled, yet could not move him in the slightest, and the power of the heavenly wind was broken utterly in an instant. Shen Mu was startled inwardly: "Xuandu's Heavenly Duke is indeed perilous.
" He had just used two heavenly dao divine arts, and both had been easily broken by An Qingyu. After all, his heavenly dao divine arts included not only the heavenly dao runes calculated by the classical arts of divination, but also the runes computed by the Taiwei Calculation Classic.