Chapter 1352 — The Fall of the Moon God
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The single instant in which the Moon Heavenly Venerable tried to use her divine power to send the Ling Heavenly Venerable away was the instant in which her flaw lay exposed; at that moment the Divine Emperor Langxuan's divine consciousness went on ahead, stabbing into her brow, throwing the thought and awareness of her brain into disorder, attacking her primordial spirit. That blow made her flaw all the greater. Then the Dawn Heavenly Venerable's sword came, seizing its chance.
The sword was swiftest; it needed only a single thrust — for the Moon Heavenly Venerable's space divine power was exceedingly strong, and the moment she regained her senses she could flee in an instant; only the fastest of attacks could rob her body of control.
Therefore the Dawn Heavenly Venerable's sword pierced her waist, and her legs lost all feeling.
At that moment the Fire Heavenly Venerable's fist came to the Moon Heavenly Venerable's face, and the Hao Heavenly Venerable's palm print came to the back of her heart. The two of them worked together with the finest accord, one before and one behind, dealing the Moon Heavenly Venerable a fatal blow.
Yet the Moon Heavenly Venerable was the hardest of all the Heavenly Venerables to kill; her Way of Space could shift an enemy's attack into other spaces, rendering even an opponent's mightiest means useless.
The final blow was the Ancestral God King's supreme treasure of the heavenly dao — the most powerful blow of all, and the fatal one!
In the end the Moon Heavenly Venerable still escaped, but her dao wounds could no longer be healed.
That she should live at all was already a miracle beyond measure! The Moon Heavenly Venerable raised her hand and drew the long hair over her brow once more to cover her face, and said in a low voice, "Mu Heavenly Venerable, this is already very good, very good.
It is the best of endings.
" "No.
" Shen Mu took out a scroll, gently unrolled it, and hung it upon his cloak.
In the painting the Moon Heavenly Venerable had the playfulness and the shy charm of a young girl. "That you in the painting — that is the best of endings.
" The vertical eye at Shen Mu's brow grew brighter and brighter as he gazed upon the dao wounds on her body.
The Alchemist came forward, examined them for a while, and said in a grave voice, "We begin with the last blow.
For this one upon the crown of her head, I must know every dao-pattern contained within the dao wound. " "This is a dao wound made by the heavenly dao.
" Shen Mu at once stirred his vital essence, using it to evolve the Ancestral God King's supreme treasure of the heavenly dao, composing dao-patterns out of the heavenly dao's runes, and then composing the supreme treasure of the heavenly dao out of those dao-patterns, reproducing in full the subtlety of the Ancestral God King's blow and the dao wounds still lingering upon the Moon Heavenly Venerable. The Alchemist listened closely, and observed the dao-patterns Shen Mu evolved, and said in a grave voice, "I understand little of the heavenly dao.
You must explain the dao-mysteries hidden in these dao-patterns.
" Shen Mu explained them in fine detail; the Alchemist listened as he compounded his medicines. The Moon Heavenly Venerable sat there quietly, watching this middle-aged man and this youth work in such close concert, and a thread of hope rose in her heart once more. When the Alchemist had finished compounding the spirit medicine, Shen Mu brought out the Taisu Egg, and the Alchemist drew a trace of Taisu primal essence from the eggshell.
"Moon, will anyone come looking for you here? " Shen Mu asked.
The Moon Heavenly Venerable started slightly, then understood him at once, and said, "There are some who do not wish me healed.
If the Alchemist here can truly heal the wounds upon my body, then indeed some will come to bar the way. But rest easy — in this world there are not many who can wound me, crippled as I already am.