Chapter 976 — The Domain of the Divine Embryo Treasury
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 5
In the early years of Longhan, with this sword art Shen Mu, under the suppression of Lady Yuanmu's projection, had grievously wounded Hao Tianzun, beating Hao Tianzun till he lay prone on a sickbed for a thousand years unable to care for himself. From that time on this sword art had become a legendary sword art, and in later generations countless brilliant talents had sought to imitate it and reproduce it, yet none could wield it.
With Shen Mu's disappearance the Tijie Sword had become a lost supreme art, an invincible sword of legend, until the coming of the Jingping era, when Shen Mu himself created this sword art anew.
The greatest power of the Tijie Sword lay in this, that it was a foundational sword art, also called Sword Nineteen.
Without the preceding eighteen foundational sword moves, none could learn Sword Nineteen, and once learned, one could enter the Dao directly by the sword!
This meant the Tijie Sword could combine with other sword arts to form countless different sword arts!
This was also the most powerful and wondrous part of the Tijie Sword.
In the Yuan Realm, Shen Mu had also relied on this move to slay many mighty enemies, and to this day none had broken it, even when Hao Tianzun faced him in person, Hao Tianzun had only broken the deficiencies in his cultivation, and had not found a flaw in this sword art. As he watched this Tijie Sword about to break his thirteenth heaven of the saber Dao, the power within Shen Mu's divine art finally ran dry, and Luo Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, as the thirteenth and fourteenth heavens came down over Shen Mu's head with vast and mighty power!
And at that moment, he saw the black-and-white Taiji diagram beneath Shen Mu's feet expand, sweeping a hundred li in an instant, turning a hundred li of golden desert into black and white. Within the black-and-white desert, the sun sank and the bright moon rose, its moonlight clear and white.
"What vigorous cultivation!
" Luo Wushuang felt a chill in his heart, saber and sword collided, Shen Mu stood firm beneath the Primordial Tree, as if rooted in the desert, his body unmoving as a mountain.
The crushing power of Luo Wushuang's twofold saber heavens only made the black-and-white Taiji diagram around him tremble unceasingly, yet could not shake Shen Mu's body.
"Is such cultivation the effect of flesh and primordial spirit joined as one, the divine treasury turned to a domain?
" Luo Wushuang flipped to his left side, saber light rising anew, yet Shen Mu seemed never to have moved, but he still faced Shen Mu's full face.
The two fought fast against fast, Luo Wushuang swung his saber and sped, saber light pouring like a waterfall, but to his astonishment, no matter which direction he turned, what he saw was always Shen Mu's front face.
What horrified him was that from beginning to end Shen Mu had never once turned around!
A supremely absurd feeling rose in Luo Wushuang's heart, as if Shen Mu bore countless faces, no matter from which angle he attacked, what faced him was always Shen Mu's front, without a single flaw to seek, and what met him head-on was Shen Mu's strongest attack! When a man fights, the movements of his body, muscles, sinews, bones, blood and qi, their shifting tracks will each create fleeting flaws.
Even the flow of vital qi over the skin's surface will form flaws.
These flaws are not flaws in cultivation, but flaws produced by a divine arts practitioner himself in moving, and besides killing the enemy, the arts of moves and divine arts have another effect, which is to make up for these flaws. Yet facing Shen Mu in this state, Luo Wushuang could find no flaw in his body at all!
"This is a shameless divine art!