Chapter 999 — Overawing the Realm of Wuyou (Third Update, Begging for Votes!)
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And those divine weapons were vast beyond measure; by the look of them, one or two such weapons alone could shatter a divine city, grind it to dust.
More terrifying still, the Creators beyond the heavens were divided into different formations, and in each formation the divine armor and weapons differed.
Those armors and weapons were covered in patterns formed of incomparably intricate runes; plainly every weapon had been forged through a thousand hammerings and a hundred refinings, concealing within it gods know how many dreadful formations and divine powers. Every weapon was a most fearsome instrument of slaughter.
In Wuyou Township, even the general commanding the army of gods and demons now had cold sweat on his brow, his palms trembling faintly. Clang.
He heard a sound behind him, turned, and saw a soldier had failed to grip his divine weapon, which had fallen to the ground.
"Pick it up! " he barked in a low voice.
The soldier hastily retrieved the weapon and looked up beyond the heavens, and suddenly his gaze went rigid, his mouth agape, unable to utter a word. The general spun round and looked beyond the heavens, and his own hand shook so that he nearly failed to hold his weapon.
There beyond the heavens, a million Creators each roared, and behind them a blaze of divine light burst forth—and heavenly palaces of magnificent scale rose up from the void! Countless heavenly palaces joined into one expanse; nearly every Other Shore Creator had two or three heavenly palaces floating behind him, and some had as many as a dozen or more, forming a minor heavenly court! The sight was enough to drive one to despair.
Though the Creators of the Other Shore World were peerless in divine-sense visualization, and had even received the Divine Treasury Heavenly Palace system, how could they possibly have developed to such a degree? One must understand that even in Wuyou Township, few could master the Minor Heavenly Court cultivation art!
Yet of these million Creators, nearly every one had mastered the Minor Heavenly Court art! In the Yuqing Heaven, the big-headed monstrous infant Shen Fengqing too was fully armored, gripping two great round hammers—heavy divine weapons forged specially for him by the heavenly artisans whom Kaihuang had charged with Wuyou Township's defense, made to deal with the Creators. The armor on his body had likewise been forged by Jingxin, and the runes branded upon it were formation patterns designed to counter the Creators' divine-sense attacks. Seeing the spectacle beyond the heavens, Shen Fengqing promptly tucked the two great round hammers under his arms and turned to walk into the Kaihuang Heavenly Palace.
Princess Consort Zhen hurried after him, saying, "Fengqing, where are you going?
" "Packing my things, getting ready to flee for my life. " The big-headed child turned back and said, "Mother, you come too.
This is no longer Wuyou Township.
Those tasty things have come killing their way here, and I can't hold them off—they might even eat me. Mother, call Father here.
We have a ship; we'll leave from the back.
I'll take you both back to Youdu. Tubo said that if I return, he will protect me with all his strength.
Our family can still survive! " Princess Consort Zhen said angrily, "The clan is here.
How can we abandon them and flee for our own lives? " Shen Fengqing scratched his head.
"Then how about you call them too? But not too many—that won't do.
With too many people I can't keep you all safe, and Tubo most likely won't be willing to take in so many either.
. .
" Princess Consort Zhen was furious.
She leaped onto his shoulder, seized his ear, and dragged him back, saying angrily, "There is no road to life out there either!
Hold Wuyou Township, fight to the bloody end—only then is there any chance of survival! Have you forgotten your little brother? He was captured by these Creators.