Chapter 969 — An Old Acquaintance in the Eye
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"The Tai Emperor?
" A flicker stirred in Shen Mu's heart, and he looked ahead. There, in a vast and hazy stretch of spacetime, he saw Creator after Creator of colossal physique, all clad in snow-white robes.
That place was a gigantic lotus-shaped land, exceedingly vast, separated from Shen Mu and the others by an unfathomable abyss—within the abyss was pure void, its depths invisible. Many Creators stood in the void without alighting; beneath some, enormous lotuses had appeared, their blossoms casting light that shone upon the white robes, making them seem utterly holy.
Some bore glittering golden wings upon their backs, and through the visualization of their divine consciousness they appeared as beings with bird heads and human bodies, their feet sharp bird talons. Some trod twin dragons, flames streaming over their entire bodies.
Some were entwined by long rivers, the waters coiling around their bodies—rivers like serpents, yet far more changeable.
From some brows, long chains bored out to spiral and coil through the sky.
From others, a river of stars gushed forth, actual stars flowing from their foreheads.
And yet all of this was frozen still; every Creator stood rigid, preserving the posture they had held in life.
These Creators were locked in attacking stances, the Primordial Godstones embedded in their brows as they visualized their most powerful means of attack, and their target was a Creator of incomparable immensity and horror—none other than the Tai Emperor of whom Shu Jun had spoken!
If these Creators were vast as stars, then the Tai Emperor was like the most blazing sun, with ten thousand stars revolving and dancing around him.
The Tai Emperor, too, was frozen in stillness at this moment. He stood within the lotus-shaped land, his legs already transformed into thick, coarse root-tendrils that plunged deep into the lotus land; the tendrils on his two legs were like his great sinews, bursting out through the flesh and blood of his legs to bind him to the earth. The folds of his robes were like the mountain ranges running across that lotus continent, and the blood flowing from the wounds in his legs had turned into long rivers—crimson rivers.
Clearly, the Tai Emperor Juyushi had not merged into the lotus land of his own accord; rather, these Creators had used their divine abilities to trap him, fusing him with the lotus continent so that he could not escape, unless he could take flight carrying this vast, boundless lotus continent with him. This was a trap—a trap aimed at the Tai Emperor Juyushi!
"It was the divine abilities of these Creators and the Tai Emperor that created the strangeness of this place!
" Shen Mu's heart gave a leap. It must be that the Creators of Taixu had lured the Tai Emperor Juyushi here, seized him in a trap, and then both sides had fought each other to mutual destruction!
What astonished him, however, was this: in Shu Jun's telling, the Tai Emperor Juyushi was incomparably powerful—the foremost expert of the primeval age. Yet although the Creators here were extremely numerous and their physiques extremely mighty, could their strength alone truly have dealt with the Tai Emperor Juyushi?
He then noticed the Tai Emperor's brow, where there was no Primordial Stone to symbolize the Tai Emperor's power and authority! The Tai Emperor's brow was empty—no third eye, only a diamond-shaped wound!
Shen Mu thought of the Primordial Stone within the third eye of his own brow, and his heart stirred.
This Primordial Stone was a fragment of the stone that had once lain in the Tai Emperor's brow.
Evidently, during the battle in the Bloodrust Zone, the Tai Emperor's Primordial Stone had been shattered by someone.