Chapter 1538 — The Vast Tribulation Presses Down the Great River
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
The white-bone head opened its great mouth and roared furiously at Shen Mu; by the sense of its words, it was berating him for selfishness — for sitting by while the people of their cosmos died, for refusing to take in refugees such as them.
It claimed the high ground, using the deaths of the multitudes of its cosmos to rebuke Shen Mu and slay his Dao heart.
Words held no power to attack, but joined to the Dao tongue, they truly killed the man by slaying his heart.
Shen Mu drew his sword, and in the instant it left the sheath the blade light severed the neck of that white-bone head, brilliant sword light piercing layer upon layer of chaotic qi!
"Did we invite you here to be our lords? Once you land you will enslave us, make us toil, and live in comfort yourselves, until the cosmos is destroyed — then you will abandon us and run to the next cosmos.
" Shen Mu's gaze was strange; he raised his foot and stamped down hard, driving that withered skeleton sinking into the River of Chaos, while the Dao tongue in his mouth rumbled and shook, pitting Dao tongue against Dao tongue: "You are no different from the Ten Heavenly Venerables — worse, you do more evil!
You are not even the equal of the Ten Heavenly Venerables!
" The skull fell, dropping into the long River of Chaos; at once the headless body swam over, embraced its own skull, and set it back upon its neck.
Shen Mu returned his sword to its sheath, cast a glance at the long River of Chaos, and the little boat sailed on, while the withered skeleton swam in the river, following close behind the boat. Shen Mu raised an eyebrow, and his divine treasury domain spread out.
His palm gripped the sword hilt tightly, gathering force for the strike. In the River of Chaos the white-bone deity swam, its huge shadow appearing beneath the little boat, swimming along with it.
At the same time, huge shadows appeared all around the boat — some were Dao Trees in the chaos, some were souls lodged in fragments of Daluo Heaven.
Shen Mu sneered coldly and drove the Mystic Body Three-Core Art to its utmost.
His palm grew steadier and steadier, the power of the Tribulation Sword in his hand more and more contained; behind him the World Tree towered, rooted in the Ancestral Court, yet at the same time drawing up the chaotic qi of the long River of Chaos below!
Boom— The long River of Chaos burst apart; two great hands thrust out of the water, one to the left and one to the right, seized the two sides of the little boat, and dragged it down into the chaos!
Zheng!
The sword rang out; incomparably brilliant sword light flashed past, and severed fingers flew up one after another.
Shen Mu danced his sword, the tip nodding, holding the hilt reversed as though bowing in salute; the ten fingers burst apart with cracks, turning to chaos!
Behind the little boat the surface of the long River of Chaos exploded, and a huge white-bone body shot up into the sky, heavy Dao tongue issuing from its mouth as though chanting, about to unleash a heaven-shaking divine ability! But in the very instant the white-bone deity opened its mouth, the Tribulation Sword Shen Mu held reversed stabbed backward like lightning, and the blazing sword light plunged into the white-bone deity's mouth!
The back of the white-bone deity's skull burst open; Shen Mu lifted his sword, and the white-bone deity's head was cut in two with a single stroke!
The white bones fell into the water, the long River of Chaos seethed, and a Dao Tree lifted the little boat up to float above the river; baleful winds blew in gusts, and souls lodged in fragments of Daluo Heaven came shrieking out of the river, pouncing upon the little boat!
Dao Fruits too flew up from the river, and as they spun, Dao patterns interwove and Dao chains interlaced, locking the little boat fast!