Chapter 1733 — Hunting the Divine Official
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It was not as he had supposed — that she reincarnated once each time she raised the intent to kill.
She had reincarnated nine hundred and sixty times!
Not only that: deep in the ocean of Yuanmu's thoughts he saw the consciousness of the Empress lurking, like a dark sunken cave mouth hidden beneath the sea, growing ever stronger! Clearly, the peril he had sensed came from this!
If Yuanmu were killed, the Empress would be released, beyond all suppression! Therefore Yuanmu absolutely must not die; if she did, the Empress would be set loose!
Yuanmu was a vessel created by someone to hold the Empress in check! And that someone was certainly Shen Mu! And the reason Lady Yuanmu reincarnated again and again was probably simply that the Empress was too strong for Shen Mu to suppress completely, so a flaw had appeared in the Reincarnation Art.
Lan Yutian withdrew his spirit-consciousness and stared, wide-eyed. After a while he muttered, "My brother is vicious. . .
His Way of Reincarnation has reached an inconceivable level. I cannot make sense of it.
" Lady Yuanmu was no longer a danger to him — but sooner or later, the Reincarnation Art Shen Mu had left behind would be ground away to nothing by the Empress, and when that day came, the Empress would merge completely with Lady Yuanmu and become the true Goddess of the Returning Abyss, slaughtering unchecked.
The danger was extreme! Lan Yutian propped his chin on his hand and mused, "Still, my brother can take the Empress by surprise and make her stall. Every time she stalls, I am in no danger.
In that case — why should I not think about how to plant some other divine ability inside the Empress? Then even if she breaks free in the future, the danger will not be so great.
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" He set his mind to it and thought and thought. The Grand Clarity Realm truly was, as its name said, a place of utter clarity and quiet — while the other heavens of the Land of No Sorrow grew ever bloodier.
Yet in the Nether Capital of the Yuan Realm, which overlapped the Land of No Sorrow and Jingping, the Nether Heavenly Worthy was locked in battle with the Void Heavenly Worthy, and that fight was savagely fierce as well. Fengdu could hold no longer.
King Yama led the ghosts and gods of Fengdu against the monsters and devil-gods of the Nether Capital, and the foe had already broken into one divine city of Fengdu after another. King Yama had abandoned several divine cities in succession and made his stand at the Eighth Divine City — and Fengdu had only nine divine cities in all!
The Eighth Divine City was already in dire peril. Under the assault of countless devils and monsters from the Nether Capital, the whole city had been riddled with holes, and the street fighting had become a desperate, tangled stalemate. As more and more devils and devil-gods poured in, King Yama had no choice but to order the Eighth Divine City abandoned.
Just then, the Heavenly King Tianshu charged into the Nether Capital, leading many devil-gods who cultivated the demonic path to reinforce it, easing the pressure on Fengdu for a time. On another battlefield, the Nether Heavenly Worthy had transformed into a youth.
He raised the Book of Life and Death, lantern in hand, treading upon a paper boat, and fought a great battle against the Void Heavenly Worthy, who wielded the Styx Whip! Both were famed for the vastness of their primordial spirits, and the power of those primordial spirits was immensely overbearing.
In the boundless Nether Capital of the Yuan Realm they fought with all their strength — the long whip became a great river, the golden light of the Book of Life and Death blazed, the horse-lantern danced, and in the span of a single stride they crossed a thousand mountains and ten thousand rivers!