Chapter 1062 — All of You Are My Disciples
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 5
The Divine Emperor Langxuan's hand clamped down, and his voice shook: "The so-called Heavenly Venerables of your human race are only titles arbitrarily awarded by the Ancient Gods when they saw that you had some creativity—emptily named, without real power. Do you really think you can wreak havoc in the heavenly palace? " His palm crashed down, and dreadful power erupted.
Under the palm, Heavenly Venerable Moon could not help wanting to strike, but all at once her vision blurred, and she suddenly found that she and the others had come to stand on the back of the Divine Emperor's hand.
She could not see at all how they had passed through the terrifying Five Phases Dao laws and reached the back of his hand, and her heart shook violently: "Heavenly Venerable Yun's arts are nowhere near this advanced. Could it be.
. .
could it be. . .
" She looked at Shen Mu's back ahead of her; Shen Mu was still leading them along the Divine Emperor's arm, walking forward without stopping. Around Shen Mu, fearsome primordial magnetic power warped space, and in the sky of the Primordial Realm countless stars appeared. The stars grew larger and larger, their starlight more and more intense, until even the primordial magnetic power in the earth of the Primordial Realm ran wild, tugging against the primordial magnetic power of the stars in the sky!
Heavenly Venerable Moon raised her head and saw that the positions of the stars had already begun to shift, and the light they shed was even brighter than the great sun of the Primordial Realm. Those stars looked even more vast and enormous than the sun, and if one had cultivated a pair of sacred eyes, one could even see the enormous palaces within them—the dwelling places of the Ancient Gods who commanded countless stars and constellations. In later ages, such a sight would seldom be seen in the sky of the Primordial Realm; only in this ancient and benighted era could one approach the Ancient Gods so closely.
The primordial magnetic power erupted, pressing down together with the force contained in the Divine Emperor's palm! All around the Langxuan Divine Palace, primordial magnetism raged! Beneath the divine palace, demigod giants of towering stature, who carried a thousand halls and ten thousand temples on their backs, let out heartbreaking wails as they were pressed ever downward into the earth.
Thud. One powerful demigod could not hold out and knelt; the temple on his back shook violently, and the demigods inside pitched to and fro, unable to keep their feet.
Thud after thud followed, and more and more demigods supporting the Langxuan Divine Palace fell to their knees, causing the palace high in the sky to sink by a full measure! Though they were enormously strong, though they were demigods of noble blood, Shen Mu's mobilization of primordial magnetic power to suppress them, added to the Divine Emperor Langxuan's own power, crushed them all at once. The Divine Emperor was both shocked and enraged, and his other seven arms rose and slapped down at Shen Mu and the others on the back of his hand. In pure combat strength, there was an insurmountable gap between Shen Mu and him.
He was the son of the Ancient God Heavenly Emperor and Divine King Gongyun, a full-grown demigod, and his fighting power could rival beings at the Emperor's Seat realm. He had gone through the Blood Rust War, slaughtered the Creator race, and been blessed by the Heavenly Emperor; his strength was boundless, and he was one of the most powerful beings of this age.
In power, he even surpassed many Ancient Gods. Yet every palm he brought down failed to land on Shen Mu. Every attack he launched by mobilizing the laws of the Great Dao would seem to be on the verge of striking, only for Shen Mu's figures to vanish and reappear on the back of his hand.
He could not tell at all what divine art Shen Mu was using! In the Langxuan Divine Palace, countless demigods came to their senses and flew up to kill Shen Mu and the others.