Chapter 1450 — The Heavenly Palace Descends
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Elsewhere, the other Heavenly Venerates were mostly asking the same question. Heavenly Consort Qiang dismissed the Daoist sect's men, thinking, "To summon the Rain Masters and Dragon Kings of every heaven will likely take another month or more..."
Scarcely had she thought this when another disciple came to report: "Your Highness, Heavenly Venerate Mu has come. He says he wishes to go to the God-Slaying Platform in Your Highness's domain."
Heavenly Consort Qiang was briefly startled, then laughed. "That rash boy, coming here to throw his life away — let him go."
The disciple said hurriedly, "With Heavenly Venerate Mu have come four strange men: one missing an arm, one a drunkard, one who looks like a pig butcher, and one slouching fellow carrying a demonic blade, and on the blade there grows an eye. Heavenly Venerate Mu says he has brought some friends, and they mean to ascend the God-Slaying Platform together."
Heavenly Consort Qiang waved a hand, unconcerned. "However many he brings, they all come to die. Go back and tell Heavenly Venerate Mu that they may go and ascend the God-Slaying Platform as they please. I must stay here and oversee matters; I will come by later to lend him my support."
The disciple made haste to assent and flew off.
Before the Ancestral Court's God-Slaying Platform, still a hundred li from the platform, Shen Mu and Zaifu halted, each gazing afar at those two dreadfully murderous spirit-blades, and their faces changed at once. As with one voice they praised: "What a ferocious blade!"
Around them came a crackling of ding-ding-ding — the most ferocious blade under heaven upon the God-Slaying Platform was too overbearing in its power; when the five grandmasters of the blade Dao came here, the blade intent formed by those two murderous auras clashed with their own blade intent!
The God-Slaying Platform was formed by nature, and had long absorbed the murderous aura between heaven and earth; nourished further by the murderous aura of countless ages of war in the Ancestral Court, it had grown incomparably strong, incomparably fierce.
It was well that all five were masters of the blade Dao, and were not invaded by the ferocious blade's might.
Tian Shu's face was ashen; he turned to go, chuckling. "It suddenly occurs to me that I have urgent business. You go on, I will take my leave first!"
Zaifu caught hold of him. "I still have a boatload of fine wine here."
Tian Shu's face shifted between light and dark; he ground his teeth. "Then the God of Thieves must steal another boatload, and I will drink it afterward!"
Zaifu laughed. "Easily said. Friends, have you noticed?"
They all looked over.
Zaifu laughed. "These two murderous auras have grown sentient over long ages, and are about to become two peerless divine blades! If they could be subdued, these two blades would surely rank as supreme treasures!"
The hearts of all were shaken; they hurried to look at the two murderous auras, but could make out nothing.
Shen Mu's vertical eye at the center of his brow opened, and he too looked at the two auras. His body trembled slightly, and he praised in a low voice, "What a pair of handsome divine blades!"