荒墟牧神 - 第1251章 災厄將至 - 簡牘書房

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Chapter 1272 — Calamity Approaches

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And at the very moment he made out the scene within the radiance, suddenly several more figures appeared in the light! Shen Mu saw sword-light that in an instant filled heaven and earth, saw infinite holy flame that burned all things to nothing, saw Langwan cold and aloof and wholly void of feeling, and saw Void Heaven Venerable cloaked in darkness and in the blazing fire of magma!

Sovereign Kai's sword struck Hao Heaven Venerable; the thirty-four-fold heaven sword domain erupted, sword-light biting cold, all but tearing Hao Heaven Venerable to shreds! Fire Heaven Venerable fell upon Sovereign Kai in ambush, a flame domain such as none before had ever possessed, more terrible even than the birthplace of the South Emperor, melting even the Carefree Sword so that molten divine-metal dripped from it without cease.

Even Sovereign Kai's fleshly body and primal spirit, even Sovereign Kai's Sword Heaven Palace, were set alight by his matchless rage.

Langwan, the Divine King, ambushed the Grand Emperor; Void Heaven Venerable raced to strike Heaven Consort Qiang; yet the two women were too close, and enemies besides, so that they struck at each other almost in the same instant.

Both were hit at nearly the same moment, and at the moment of being hit each in turn struck home on Heaven Consort Qiang and the Grand Emperor.

Hao Heaven Venerable, grievously wounded, strove with all his might to escape from under Sovereign Kai's sword, and flung himself into the body of the divine artifact, Imperial Heaven Venerable; yet the one-armed Grand Emperor came charging through every attack, and with his single remaining arm struck the artifact Imperial Heaven Venerable a blow that smashed it into four or five pieces. Within the strings of light, Shen Mu watched dumbstruck, clapping his hands again and again and cheering.

So many turns had come about in so short a time as to dazzle the eye, and the transformations of the various divine arts were enough to make one gasp in wonder.

"Only this qin music, it is gradually falling into disorder. " Shen Mu sighed, greatly regretting it.

The melee among these Venerable-level beings sent waves of divine arts crashing against Moon Heaven Venerable's strings, throwing the music into confusion.

The earlier battle between the Grand Emperor and Hao Heaven Venerable had used divine consciousness arts and innate primordial qi, all of them issuing from the Taichu Great Dao; though the Great Dao of the Returning Abyss interfered, the interference was slight. But now there was far too much interference.

Now that the melody was in chaos, it had become very hard to tell which strain was innate primordial qi, which the Dao of the sword, which the Dao of divine consciousness.

Even so, Shen Mu was already very happy. "Eight Venerables in battle, we have no choice but to leave!

" came Bai Yuqiong's voice, frantic with anger.

Shen Mu said hastily, "Let's watch a little longer.

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" "Watch your big head!

" Bai Yuqiong was furious beyond measure, and scolded him roundly. "Go home and watch your brother Shen Fengqing!

Eight Venerable-level beings, even Master Yue's strings cannot bear it.

If we don't leave now we shall all die here!

" Shen Mu hurriedly dispersed his dream-state entry into the Dao and looked about; the quivering of the string of light was growing ever more urgent, the amplitude of its swaying ever greater, and indeed, as Bai Yuqiong said, this string could hold no longer.

Bai Yuqiong gathered up the strings of light; the shortened light-string quivered without cease as it dodged one dreadful aftershock after another, racing toward the Great Void.

Shen Mu glanced at Lan Yutian, and saw that the little fatty was still in his entry into the Dao, comprehending something or other.