Chapter 1242 — Lighting a Stick of Incense at the Brow
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 3
Xue Lingren laughed. "Inform the two Heavenly Venerables? If we told them, would we not be beaten to death by Consort Qiang the moment we got back? The Consort commanded us to slip in here and act; her designs are no small matter. We are the Consort's own people; she has taught us cultivation all our days, treated us as her disciples, passed on to us divine powers and the arts of the Dao. It is only right that we serve her with all our hearts.
" Their bodies gradually grew insubstantial, becoming women composed of cubes, a most uncanny sight. Xue Lingren went on: "The Heavenly Venerables are not on good terms with one another; each has his own designs.
To tell the two of them would be to ruin the Consort's grand plan. We carry with us the supreme treasures the Consort herself refined. This venture can only succeed; it cannot fail!
" Following the Void Beast, they came to the second layer of the Supreme Divine Consciousness Realm. Their bodies changed from cubes into human-shaped sheets of paper with no thickness at all, and before long they became flying points of light. At last, following the Void Beast, they reached the inner reaches of the Supreme Divine Consciousness Realm.
Each resumed her true form, and they gazed from afar at that lotus-shaped continent. There, one august figure after another of the Creators floated in the air, white robes flowing, yet utterly motionless.
The Great Emperor's fleshly body was the most colossal of all, a body without peer in its grandeur, yet countless thick roots pierced through it, pinning it fast to the lotus continent, unable to move, unable to stir. Each of those hundred-odd women took out a small pouch, opened it, and drew forth a colossal divine weapon.
The divine weapons they drew out were all different, like so many components. These weapon components had all been forged from the god-metal of the Ancestral Court and gleamed with a plain, unadorned luster; the runes branded upon them were likewise of the utmost antiquity. The palace maids were about to assemble the weapon components when Xue Lingren's expression suddenly shifted.
She said in a low voice, "Someone is coming! " The women hurriedly stripped off their clothes, spread the garments out, and transformed them into great banners, which they pressed flat against the ground, merging with it.
The Void Beast likewise slipped into the void and vanished. Doubt rose in the women's hearts. Xue Lingren thought: "Both sides' Heavenly Venerables know how perilous this place is; few ever set foot here.
How could anyone have come to this place? " Even as they pondered, the void suddenly quaked violently, and a monstrous ship of unimaginable size came sailing out from the depths of the void.
The Void Beast, having only just hidden itself in the void, was struck by that great vessel; its bones snapped and its sinews broke, and it clung with its six limbs to the vessel's edge, struggling helplessly. Boom — the great vessel smashed hard into the ground of the Supreme Divine Consciousness Realm and skidded for several hundred li before it finally came to a halt.
With soft pops, more than two hundred little eyes emerged from the ground, staring in panic at the great vessel that had appeared so suddenly; they were the women under Consort Qiang's command.
Their great banners were most peculiar: they could merge the women with the ground, yet at a single thought they could separate them again. Their eyes, parted from the ground, seemed to grow out of the ground itself; this was one of Consort Qiang's supreme arts.