Chapter 1791 — The Palace Master's Compensation
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But the clumsiest method is the most effective: the Old Man Wuya forcibly refined Shen Mu, spending half a year on it, and at last struck Shen Mu's Guixu Lotus until it snapped.
Success was within reach.
With the Guixu Lotus broken, Shen Mu suffered a grievous wound and fell from the lotus.
The Old Man Wuya flicked a finger, and a leaf of the World Tree flew out and landed beneath Shen Mu's feet. The leaf swelled with incredible speed, its veins and textures like the mountains and rivers of a continent, crisscrossing; as Shen Mu fell toward the World Tree leaf, those veins and textures grew larger and larger.
Before he had even landed on the leaf, it had become a towering continent, bearing him up, about to plunge into the Long River of Chaos.
The Old Man Wuya's face was grave, as though facing a mighty enemy; behind him the World Tree suddenly blazed with the light of the Dao. Long before, when the Giant Taiyi set foot in the Long River of Chaos, he had already sensed it.
The reason that after the Giant Taiyi split open the first Long River of Chaos another river appeared ahead of him was also the Old Man Wuya's obstruction.
There were few beings in this world that could make him feel peril, and the Second Young Master Wuji was one of them; Taiyi was another. As for the other young masters of the Miluo Palace and the other blasphemers of Tiandu, he did not deign to look at them at all.
The Giant Taiyi's actions were flagrant beyond measure, flaunted beyond measure: the moment he stepped into the Long River of Chaos, the light of the Dao bursting from his Great Luo Heaven shone down from the highest void, swishing onto the Old Man Wuya's body.
This too was what forced the Old Man Wuya to break off the Guixu Lotus by main force and deal with Shen Mu first. Suddenly the Long River of Chaos heaved violently.
The Old Man Wuya stood beneath the tree and looked up, and saw the Long River of Chaos split asunder in an instant; a blade of axe-light clove the churning chaos apart, and to either side of the axe-light lay the Great Calamity of Destruction, divided in two. That axe-light was incomparably keen, incomparably dreadful; this divine power actually pierced through the Great Calamity of Destruction, howling its way beneath the World Tree, and came down at the Old Man Wuya's head.
Within the Great Calamity of Destruction the breath of chaos surged violently, and dimly, behind the vast and boundless chaos, one could see the figure of a giant, incomparably majestic, striding across the river and coming this way.
The chaotic breath of the river dashed against his boulder-like body without causing him the slightest trouble; the Great Calamity of Destruction seemed unable to wound him in the least. At the same time, Taiyi's Great Luo Heaven appeared above the Old Man Wuya's head; upon the Dao Tree a dao fruit emerged, and the great Dao hidden within that dao fruit burst forth.
The Taiyi of now had recreated the heroic bearing of that day when he crossed the destruction calamity of sixteen eras, sped straight to the Miluo Palace of the First Era, and did battle with the master of the Miluo Palace.
The master of the Miluo Palace had been able to defeat Taiyi and strike him down into the destruction calamity of the Fourth Era, but the Old Man Wuya was not the master of the Miluo Palace.
Though he knew more than the master of the Miluo Palace, though he was uniquely favored and had achieved the Dao through the World Tree, his whole body of Dao arts had not been cultivated by himself.
Knowing the how but not the why — that was the Old Man Wuya's condition. Facing this axe stroke from Taiyi, the Old Man Wuya's white hair streamed, and he too brought out every ounce of his strength.
Boom!
In the destruction calamity of the Sixteenth Era, countless dark, coarse roots, like black dragons churning seas and rivers in the calamity, rushed at Taiyi's true body. The sight was like ten thousand dragons coursing through chaos.