Chapter 1093 — The Emperor Falls, the Dao Endures; the Beauty Turns Ruthless
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 3
And at the same time, their own deaths were sealed too. In that moment, the three Heavenly Venerables, Cloud, Moon, and Ling, struck out together, reversed the Supreme Divine-Sense Domain, and sealed the Great Emperor, together with the remaining chiefs and elders, inside it! The Great Emperor's own Supreme Divine-Sense Domain became the last straw that trapped the Great Emperor himself in death.
The three young Heavenly Venerables stood outside the Supreme Divine-Sense Domain and watched it all, a hundred feelings surging in their hearts.
The Great Emperor Juyu, whom even the Heavenly Emperor leading the ancient gods had been unable to capture and kill, had died at their hands. The Great Emperor, honored by the Creators as invincible in flesh and invincible in divine sense, had now a dead body and a divine sense sealed for eternity—and all of it was the work of three young Heavenly Venerables of the human race.
"You three!
" The Great Emperor's divine sense was frozen inside his own domain, still surging violently, yet the waves grew steadily calmer. He looked at the three young faces outside the domain and, with the last shred of divine sense he could muster, turned it into a voice that echoed through heaven and earth: "I will kill the three of you one by one, to repay this day's deep enmity and hatred! You are already doomed to die one by one at my hands, and your corpses will be my trophies.
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" Ling Venerable raised a finger; a tiny rune danced at its tip and flowed into the Supreme Divine-Sense Domain.
As if completing the final piece of a puzzle, she activated the trap fully, and the Great Emperor was sealed completely. "The Great Emperor is dead at last.
We should return too," Ling Venerable said.
Moon Venerable looked around.
What remained of the Great Void was full of monsters spawned by inner demons, and had already become an uninhabitable place.
A look of pity stole across her face. "Then what about them.
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" Cloud Venerable walked over to the surviving Creators. The few remaining chiefs and elders told him, "We will lead the surviving clansmen on a migration, to the Other Shore of the Great Void. Following the First Spirit's second prophecy, we will forge the Void Bridge and establish a carefree world on the Other Shore. " Cloud Venerable nodded.
"I will come back from time to time to help you, until you have created the Other Shore World.
Moon Venerable will also help you design the entrance from the Void Bridge to the Other Shore.
She has designed three houses that will ensure no one else can find it.
" With that, he went to Lang Wan's side. The young Creator maiden was still sunk in boundless grief.
"I once cared for you, but I never will again. " The young Creator was dazed; tears suddenly fell, yet her tone was extraordinarily calm. Following the main host of Creators in their migration, she said without looking back, "I think I will never care for anyone again.
Cloud, your last lesson has moved me deeply. For the sake of my race, I will become another you. " Cloud Venerable stood there in a daze, watching her figure recede, and felt a sudden pang in his heart.
He very much wanted to tell this girl that she did not have to become like him; he wanted to see her carefree as she once had been; he wanted to call aloud after her, to promise her something.
In the end, a smile hung at the corner of his mouth, and he heard himself say, "All right.
" Hearing this, Lang Wan's body trembled slightly. At last, her resolve was made, and she walked farther and farther away. Moon Venerable and Ling Venerable came to his side.
Cloud Venerable wiped away the melancholy in his heart, lifted his spirits again, and said with a smile, "We should go too.
Our human race still needs us. " The three of them left this shattered place.
Almost inadvertently, they looked back.