Chapter 1074 — The One Who Rewrote the Laws of Realms
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 5
The Southern Heavenly Gate of the Sword Heavenly Palace was as though countless flying swords stabbed into his primordial spirit from every direction within his body, destroying the sword dao of his primordial spirit, forcing him to rouse his sword dao in resistance.
It was as though he faced Kaihuang, that Great Emperor of the Sword Dao; his primordial spirit, beyond his own will, executed one sword move after another, contending against that formless Kaihuang.
In the Southern Heavenly Gate of the Painting Dao Heavenly Palace, he seemed to walk into countless inconceivable worlds of the painting dao; every step forward was like passing through ten thousand worlds, enduring every kind of tribulation. His primordial spirit took the Dao as its brush and vital qi and divine consciousness as its ink, painting one grotesque and dazzling world after another within the Southern Heavenly Gate, as though contending against Kuisou, that Sage of Painting, holding off the painting dao with the painting dao.
In the Southern Heavenly Gate of the Creation Heavenly Palace, he seemed to encounter the Crimson Emperor and the Bright Emperor, those two masters, and to contend in the dao of creation against a most majestic Great Emperor of Creation! In the Southern Heavenly Gate of the Martial Dao Heavenly Palace, he seemed to contend against the mightiest Great Emperor of the Martial Dao, as though facing the Martial Combat Celestial Master himself!
Shen Mu's eight primordial spirits strode forward as one; the pressure of the Southern Heavenly Gate grew heavier and heavier, shrinking his primordial spirits little by little. He decided on the instant, mobilizing the functions of his fleshly body, spirit and flesh made one, to resist this pressure and struggle onward.
To resist a traditional Southern Heavenly Gate was the simplest thing of all; to resist the Heavenly Palaces formed by acquired Great Daos was the hardest.
For the Great Dao of the ancient gods had been studied through and through, whereas the acquired Great Daos had only just begun. His main primordial spirit, the Great Luo Divine Consciousness primordial spirit, the Dragon primordial spirit, and the Demon primordial spirit each passed safely through the Southern Heavenly Gate, yet the Sword primordial spirit, the Martial Dao primordial spirit, the Painting Dao primordial spirit, and the Creation primordial spirit remained trapped within the gate.
The treasure carriage drove on into the depths of the starry sky, and without his noticing came again to the Heavenly River. The Dragon Qilin controlled the carriage's course, while Yan'er strove to digest the ancient god she had devoured.
"At this rate, it will take roughly half a year to reach the place the Hierarch spoke of.
" Dragon Qilin gazed ahead; the Heavenly River's course now was vastly different from that of later ages.
Far off he saw a silver river plunge down from the high and remote reaches of the cosmos, then flow toward the four poles of the universe.
Countless stars revolved around this silver river; the waters of the Heavenly River must flow out from Xuandu, and at the head of that silver river should stand Xuandu.
At this moment the Heavenly Dragon Treasure Carriage was bound for the region beneath the silver river.
The carriage's interior was vast; Shen Mu cultivated, with no leisure to heed the others, while Dahong and Gu Xiao tried to draw words out of Luo Xiao.
Yet though the two spoke with flowers on their tongues, Luo Xiao never once said where the Grand Void truly was. Time drifted on, and on this day the Heavenly Dragon Treasure Carriage at last came beneath the silver river; it went no farther onward, but advanced deeper toward the place where the silver river fell.