Chapter 1243 — The Ancient Emperor Returns
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"My teacher's cultivation is far too low.
" Shen Mu shook his head and walked on.
The Woodcutter Saint followed fuming behind him, the bent paper great-axe in hand, a bellyful of resentment bottled up inside. Shen Mu had not relied on his own magical power to break through the suppression of the Supreme Divine Sense Domain; rather, he knew that domain all too well — he could even set such a domain in motion himself.
Of course, his domain was not a patch on the Great Emperor's, but the Great Emperor's Supreme Divine Sense Domain also harbored grave flaws, and so he could go unsuppressed. The Woodcutter Saint, though, was simply short of cultivation, no more and no less.
They were drawing nearer and nearer to the precipice when, abruptly, beneath the banner, one of the palace maidens' corpses stirred.
Shen Mu's heart gave a lurch. He channeled his magical power and barked a low shout, and the incense sticks thrust into the maidens' foreheads shivered faintly, holding their corpses fast. The Martial Dao Heavenly Master darted forward, only to find the incense on the maidens' foreheads suddenly burning faster and faster, gone in the space of an instant, ashes raining down!
"Martial Dao Great Emperor, something is wrong with the corpses! " Shen Mu shouted at once.
Zhuo Cha, the Martial Dao Heavenly Master, was already beside the bodies — and in that instant, beneath the banner, the corpses rose stiffly upright, one after another.
Shen Mu flew toward them with all his speed! His incense sticks had not been meant only to pierce the maidens to death; they were also meant to lock down the maidens' physical forms.
This was the Supreme Divine Sense Domain, steeped in the Great Emperor's divine sense, and he had feared that divine sense would seize the chance to invade the corpses, so he had used incense to seal their bodies. Now the incense had burned away in a twinkling — plainly the Great Emperor's divine sense had already entered the maidens' bodies, possessed them, and smashed through Shen Mu's suppression with sheer dreadful power! The Martial Dao Heavenly Master clenched his fists.
This old farmer, forever with his face to the yellow earth and his back to the sky, had not yet thrown a punch, yet his fist intent was already piercing the heavens, ripping the long sky apart. Punch after punch he drove out.
The maidens turned their heads toward him all at once and let out shrill cries in unison; the piercing shrieks came ringing out, dreadful divine sense surging, and before their bodies it congealed into a Daluo Heaven! The Martial Dao Heavenly Master's fist slammed into the center of that Daluo Heaven.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! A volley of detonations rang out, and the maidens' heads burst open almost in the same moment!
His fist intent and spirit were simply too mighty. That one punch smashed the Great Emperor's divine sense to nothing; the divine sense inside the maidens' bodies was ground to powder and split their brains apart.
Zhuo Cha, the Martial Dao Heavenly Master, withdrew his fist — then, suddenly, the headless maidens sprang up and vaulted off the precipice.
The Martial Dao Heavenly Master was taken aback for a moment, then rushed to the cliff's edge. The headless maidens hung there in midair, unhurriedly drifting toward the center of this Lotus Continent.
Di Yiyue and the others arrived and stood on the cliff top, gazing down; Shen Mu came over too. Massive divine weapon components were floating out of the pouches at the maidens' waists, slowly fitting themselves together in the air. "Not good!
" Shen Mu's heart jumped.
"The Great Emperor is about to break free.
We must leave at once! " Di Yiyue laughed: "Those divine weapon components are fitting together so slowly.
All we need to do is snatch them away, and he'll never break free! " She stepped off the cliff — and no sooner was she clear of it than the divine weapons' assembly suddenly turned dozens of times faster.