Chapter 1039 — The Divine Dragon Soars Through the Clouds
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The Heavenly River came rushing down from the starry sky, vast and mighty, pouring into the East Pole Heaven and flowing past the Azure Dragon Heavenly Palace. Many divine dragons swam freely in its waters, and fish-dragons leaped from the river, spitting out mystic-water dragon pearls that vied in brilliance with the sun and moon above.
"That mountain yonder must be Lingbao Mountain!"
Behind the Azure Dragon Heavenly Palace Shen Mu saw a magnificent mountain that looked like the king of ten thousand peaks, far taller than any other divine mountain—and yet it was no single summit, but as many as nine.
This mountain range was wreathed in pearl sheen and jeweled radiance, magnificent beyond compare, in no way smaller than Mount Sumeru with its twenty tiers of heavens.
"So the East Emperor Azure Dragon coils there, hugging Lingbao Mountain to grind his teeth?"
Picturing the sight, Shen Mu sighed in admiration. "The East Emperor is a big fellow, no doubt of that!"
"Sect Master, there are Heavenly Court people here!" Dragon Qilin whispered, staring at the divine city ahead.
Shen Mu looked toward that divine city and felt a chill. The gods and devils within it were no dragons, but the Heavenly Court's great army of gods and devils, drilling with blades and weapons and rehearsing formations—surely the troops the Heavenly Court had stationed here.
Yet this divine city stood upon the palm of the divine artifact Venerable Yu—or rather, the artifact Venerable Yu held the city in his hand!
Shen Mu raised his eyes and took the measure of that artifact, Venerable Yu. Unlike the one in the Yuan Realm, this Venerable Yu had eight arms in all, enthroned in the sky, his body motionless. Six arms were spread apart with palms open, and in each palm rested a divine city.
The divine city they had just seen was only one of them.
The two central arms of the artifact Venerable Yu each pinched a dharma seal, and those seals held hidden mysteries, giving off a sense of boundless power waiting to erupt.
And the two seals pointed precisely at the Azure Dragon Heavenly Palace of the East Pole Heaven!
The artifact Venerable Yu had four faces, eyes closed, not opened.
"I fear the East Emperor Azure Dragon can hardly sleep easy. This artifact Venerable Yu is even more colossal than Lingbao Mountain—surely no smaller than the East Emperor's own body, and his strength is harder still to reckon."
Gazing at the artifact Venerable Yu, Shen Mu thought, "Whoever the Venerable is that commands this artifact, if he were to strike without warning, the East Emperor would have no escape from his doom."
Many idle gods, devils, and divine arts practitioners flew out from the six divine cities, most of them bearing blade cases or long sabers on their backs, heading for Lingbao Mountain—demigods, no doubt, who meant to seek treasure there.
Then a demigod with a booming voice shouted at the top of his lungs, "The East Emperor has gone to grind his teeth again—hurry and pick up the treasure!"
From the six great divine cities thousands upon thousands of gods, devils, and divine arts practitioners came whistling out, a bustling throng that gathered into clouds, clamorous indeed.
Hearing this, Shen Mu was filled with envy. "A dragon-tooth blade is the finest of blades," he thought. "In this world today it would be hard indeed to find a better divine saber. And if it were further refined by Jing Ping's microscopic forging, the might of such a saber would be truly terrifying! A pity—I am a Venerable, and I cannot bring myself to go treasure-hunting."
He was sorely torn within, longing to run over and pick up a dragon tooth himself, but he could not bear the loss of face. If the East Emperor learned of it, he would surely mock him.
"Holy Infant, this East Pole Heaven is not the Ancestral Court, so I shall not go to the Azure Dragon Heavenly Palace."