Chapter 1124 — I Am the Heavenly Venerable
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 3
Gongsun Yan lifted her head and laughed. "Great Mage, scheme and reckon as you will, you could never have reckoned on me—this body still falls into my hands! Primal fluid, come!"
The ground shook. A thick root burst up from the earth and blossomed into a great flower, and the flower was brimming over with Hongmeng primal fluid, which it poured down upon the Jingping Yuanmu.
Her possession had succeeded this time; she poured out every drop of primal fluid she had hoarded, watering this new body of hers, meaning to use the Hongmeng primal fluid to raise its strength and drive herself to peak condition as swiftly as she could!
The Earth Mother's roots and the Jingping Yuanmu drank in the Hongmeng primal fluid; root joined to root, they grew together, tangling ever more tightly!
The roots of the Jingping Yuanmu fused with the Earth Mother's roots; the thick roots spread out in every direction from beneath the ground, piercing through countless divine mountains, great rivers and streams, even reaching down to the molten lava deep under the earth!
Before long, all of Jingping lay beneath the canopy of the Yuanmu's roots!
Still the roots stretched on in every direction, spreading across the Yuan World, drawing nourishment from its soil!
Gongsun Yan's aura grew stronger and stronger. Measured by cultivation realms, her power reached Yujing in a matter of a few breaths, then Lingxiao, and at a terrifying pace she shot straight toward the might of an Emperor Throne powerhouse!
Soon her strength reached the Emperor Throne itself, and still it climbed, growing strong beyond all belief!
"Heavenly Venerable Mu, Great Mage of Ten Thousand Kalpas' Indestructibility, you have never once put yourself in the right place!"
Gongsun Yan laughed joyously, her voice carrying across the capital of Jingping, carrying all the way to the desolate wastes where Shen Mu was summoning souls. "You are nothing but a tool for the immortality of us Ancient Gods," she tittered, "a dog we Ancient Gods keep. All you had to do was play the dog honestly, yet you insist on calling yourself a partner—and you even dare to look down your nose at me! You had best remember..."
Her voice turned cold, cold beyond measure: "You are not qualified!"
Outside, layer upon layer of fog surged, rolling in beneath the Yuanmu, and out of the fog came Shen Mu's voice, unhurried: "Earth Mother Yuanjun, did you think that in dealing with you I had only the one simple measure of sealing Gongsun Yan's body?"
Gongsun Yan was briefly startled.
The fog surged with Shen Mu's approach and soon drowned all the surroundings.
Shen Mu stood in the mist, halting before her, and said mildly: "Earth Mother, I warned you not to lay a hand on Gongsun Yan. Yet you went your own way, letting my warning go in one ear and out the other. Cooperating with you Ancient Gods truly gives me a headache. It seems I have no choice but to establish my authority."
Gongsun Yan sneered: "You are nothing but a dog kept by us Ancient Gods, fit only to revive us—do you really take yourself for Heavenly Venerable Mu? You are a mere brat who, by sheer luck, borrowed Heavenly Venerable Ling's divine art and slipped back into the past..."
Shen Mu raised a hand and pointed at her, fingers spread, and said softly: "Boom."
His voice was soft, yet to the ears of Earth Mother Yuanjun within Gongsun Yan's body it came like earth-shaking thunder. With a roar, her divine soul burst apart of itself, turning into countless grains of black soul-sand that poured out through Gongsun Yan's eyes, ears, mouth and nose!
Her other two souls were seized with unaccountable terror. Her divine soul had clearly been restored—she had examined it herself, and Shen Mu had not tampered with it in the slightest!
And yet now she could not sense her divine soul at all!
"I am Heavenly Venerable Mu, who established the Dao through divine arts."