Chapter 1201 — Heroes, Old and Young
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 3
In the distance, they saw a rift in the sky, scarlet, drenched in blood. Shen Mu brought the small vessel to a halt beside the rift in the sky, took out the taotie pouch Ling Yuxiu had given him, and removed the components of the spirit-energy transfer bridge from inside.
Everyone hurried forward to help and, working together, assembled the transfer bridge.
Shen Mu activated it, and at once a pillar of light shot up from the top of the altar and pierced the void.
Far away in Jingping, in the Yuan Realm, a transfer bridge blazed to life at the same moment; the formation activated, and the two transfer bridges linked. Shen Mu pondered for a moment.
With a burst of divine power, he imprinted successive seals into the spirit-energy transfer bridge and said, "It is ready now. Let us enter the Ancestral Court.
" The divine power he used was Celestial Venerable Ling's divine art of the Immutability of Substance.
Even if this bridge were smashed, it would quickly restore itself to its original form; in this way, the road would never be severed.
The party stood before the rift in the sky and looked at the seals left by the eight Celestial Venerables, their hearts filled with trepidation. Shen Mu smiled.
"Eight Celestial Venerables have sealed this place, but I have also imposed a seal of my own. You can pass through my seal easily.
" "Shen, my boy, where is your seal? " The Blind Old Man peered for a long time yet could not see where Shen Mu's seal was, so he asked.
"It is right there.
Do you see the fine line passing through the eight Venerables' seals? " After Shen Mu pointed it out for a while, the others finally saw it.
Their expressions turned strange. "Such a hair-fine seal—how is anyone supposed to pass through it?
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