Chapter 1031 — The Void of the End
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 5
More than a hundred thousand gods and demons flew toward the Valley of the Fallen Gods, cutting trails of flowing light across the air like a hundred thousand shooting stars tearing through the firmament and sweeping over the Primordial Realm. In midair the formations of those hundred thousand gods and demons shifted without cease.
As the Great Emperor Juyu, the most ancient being in the world today, he possessed a learning beyond measure; every formation was his to command at a thought, endlessly varied, inexhaustibly subtle. It had been a very long time since he had been this angry. Few things remained that could truly rouse his wrath.
Heavenly Venerable Yun, in league with the Creator race of the Great Void, had schemed against him and trapped his mortal body unto death; that had angered him.
Heavenly Venerable Ling had devised the divine art of Immutable Matter, revealing to him that his own divine art could be broken; that too had angered him, for he knew all too well how dreadful the harm of such an art was to him, and that if Ling were not eliminated, sooner or later he would die at that woman's hands. For a million years, only these two things had stirred his fury.
And now, once again, he was angry. When the seal upon the Primordial Realm had first broken, he had sent forth the divine artifact Yutianzun, only for that whelp Shen Mu to slay it in the Valley of the Fallen Gods. Though at the time he had not wished to reveal his identity and had not resorted to his true means, dying at that whelp's hands had left him profoundly displeased.
And yet the whelp had even gone to the Jade Pool of the Heavenly Court and stripped away the Great Bloodline Curse he had left in Yun Jianli's blood!
That alone would not let him remain unangered.
Nor was that the end of it. Shen Mu had gone deep into the Great Void, seized the corpse of Heavenly Venerable Yun from the Supreme Spiritual Consciousness Domain, refined away a portion of his own spiritual consciousness, and sought to probe the mysteries of his divine art! What was more, after returning to the Heavenly Court, the whelp had actually told the Court's Venerables that the Great Emperor was not dead, that he lurked among the Heavenly Court's Ten Heavenly Venerables, leaving him in a most awkward position.
He had come to kill the boy himself, only to be intercepted and slain midway by Emperor Kai, dying unjustly, dying for no reason at all.
And now Shen Mu had actually returned to the Valley of the Fallen Gods, intending to summon his spiritual consciousness and refine him once more!
Even when fleecing a sheep, one does not keep fleecing the same sheep forever; the whelp seemed to have taken a grudge against him, fleecing him without ever staying his hand! He could tolerate the whelp no longer.
Today, by whatever means, Shen Mu had to be eradicated! "Ignorant little creature.
I have roamed the universe at will; I have seen countless men of genius, numerous as the stars, and every one of them has fallen.
Only I remain!
" The hundred thousand gods and demons soared through the void, rushing toward the Valley of the Fallen Gods, and their spiritual consciousness fell into a violent, seething fluctuation that became one vast voice. "You do not even qualify as my enemy!
" "The enemies I have met in my long life were stronger than you, cleverer than you.
You are an ant I could crush with a casual hand! " "My lifespan stretches from the very dawn of antiquity to this day.
I am the oldest life in the universe, an undefeated legend! My experience is itself a long river of time!
" In the Valley of the Fallen Gods, Shen Mu looked west, where the radiance blazed and surged like a tide.