Chapter 1478 — Shattering the Boundless Void Realm
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" "Lady Yuanmu holds the Zaofu Heavenly Palace, and the profit she has taken from it is far too great. In every artifact Heavenly Venerable she has left a back door, to spy on the other Heavenly Venerables' arts and divine abilities, even their cultivation methods.
Any Heavenly Venerable who borrows an artifact Heavenly Venerable to unleash his full strength is spied upon by her. " Shen Mu looked back, and saw Shi Qiluo's body reassembling once more, swiftly restored to what it had been, a wonder to behold.
And at that moment an unspeakably dreadful wave erupted—the second shock of the violent collision among Heavenly Consort Qiang's God-Slaying Mystic Sabers, Divine Emperor Langxuan's Grand Primordial arts, and Shi Qiluo's four artifact Heavenly Venerables! That tremor reached even the thirtieth layer of the void, so that they too could not steady their footing. Heavenly Consort Qiang bled; struck by Langxuan and two artifact Heavenly Venerables, her fleshly body was battered to ruin and flung from the God-Slaying Terrace.
Yet her two God-Slaying Mystic Sabers had cut one of the artifact Heavenly Venerables in two at the waist and seized the Heavenly Dao power within it; their might soared!
The heavenly palaces behind Divine Emperor Langxuan's head were clipped apart one by one, his Dao Fruit was damaged, and the essence within his Dao Fruit drained away madly. Divine Emperor Langxuan's eyes were red with slaughter, but two artifact Heavenly Venerables ambushed him from behind; his back was beaten to a bloody blur, his bones snapped and his tendons torn, and he pitched forward spitting blood.
And because Shen Mu's ambush had taken Shi Qiluo's head with a single stroke, his command of the artifact Heavenly Venerables had gone clumsy; in the next instant Divine Emperor Langxuan wheeled about and pointed a finger, blowing off the head of one artifact Heavenly Venerable, leaving it a headless Heavenly Venerable.
Shi Qiluo too, his head struck off by that stroke of Shen Mu's, had not recovered from the Dao wound, and could never bring head and body back together into their former shape.
Three Heavenly Venerables—and all three wounded!
Four great artifacts—and two lost!
"This may be a great windfall, a golden chance to cripple all three Heavenly Venerables!
" Shen Mu was excited beyond measure; a shift of his feet and he would have carried the four back onto the battlefield. "Shen'er, you must not!
" "Heavenly Venerable Mu, you must not!
" "Sect Master Shen, you must not!
" Zaifu, Luo Wushuang, Tian Shu, and Zhe Huali all pressed their palms onto Shen Mu's shoulders, faces grave.
One ambush on Shi Qiluo was enough; a second would be a courting of death.
Though these three Heavenly Venerables had their differences among themselves, before a foe they would close ranks in common hatred.
Shen Mu, his head addled by the prospect of gain, would surely be struck down by the three Heavenly Venerables in a single blow if he took them back down.
The crux of it struck Shen Mu straightway, and he halted—but just then the void blazed brilliant, and boundless light rose up behind them.
The five were struck dumb, for it was the palm of the Lord of Heaven, starlight made substance, a great hand assembled!
As the palm moved it gave forth the Dao sounds of forty-nine kinds of Heavenly Dao, rumbling and quaking, and yet incomparably sweet to the ear! The hand of the Lord of Heaven rose, and fell—boom, boom, boom—piercing through thirty-five layers of the void in succession, bearing heaven-flooding might, and launched a surprise strike at the three Heavenly Venerables!
As the palm swept down over Shen Mu and the others' heads, they could even make out its palm lines clearly—lines unlike the palm lines of beings of Later Heaven, or of demigods. Those were the lines of the Heavenly Dao—subtle, arcane, unfathomably profound.
The lines grew ever larger, ever finer, ever more minute, with detail without end!