Chapter 1049 — Thrashing the Underworld Son of Heaven
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 5 of 5
" The panic on the Underworld Son of Heaven's face vanished, replaced by certainty. Crown Prince Youming was strong, yes, but he was an Emperor-seat from six hundred thousand years ago, not the equal of what he was today. Just then, his expression changed drastically — he saw Crown Prince Youming raise the Eight Trigrams Mirror.
"Oh no! " The Underworld Son of Heaven rushed into the Nether Capital Heaven Gate. The might of Emperor Xuan's divine weapon erupted: heaven, earth, thunder, mountain, fire, water, marsh, and wind all bursting forth at once, surging into the Nether Capital Heaven Gate.
The gate shook violently; layer upon layer of reincarnation worlds within it were nearly blasted through, and the gate itself was left cracked everywhere.
Crown Prince Youming urged Emperor Xuan's divine weapon again, but the Nether Capital Heaven Gate sank down into the Nether Capital and disappeared.
"Yin Chaojin, I took you for a brother, and you took me for a fool! " Crown Prince Youming cursed him long and loud, and after a good while he departed in bitter anger. In the Northern Pole Heaven, Emperor Xuan and Emperor Wu, gathered together for once, gazed far off toward the Heavenly River.
After a long while, both let out a breath and looked at each other with a smile. "Our foolish son turned back after all, and came within a hair of perdition.
Luckily he met Heavenly Worthy Mu. " Emperor Wu said with a smile, "Heavenly Worthy Mu's arts are indeed wondrous beyond reckoning.
" A look of worry came over Emperor Xuan's face.
"His art reminds me of a race that has already perished.
. .
" The two exchanged another glance, their expressions grave. The Creators.
The mighty race that enslaved the ancient gods.