Chapter 1793 — Dwelling in the Coffin
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Xing'an nodded and rose to go. "Leave me the God-Coffin of Burying the Dao and the divine nails."
He drifted away.
Shen Mu devoted himself wholly to unraveling the other Dao wounds on Taiyi, yet such wounds could not be undone in a short time. In Shen Mu's battle with the Third and Fourth Young Masters, he had borne as many as fifty Dao wounds, and it had taken him eight years to heal them—and that time it had been only projections of the Third and Fourth Young Masters' power, using the bodies of the Hao Heaven Emperor and Taichu to contend with him.
This time, however, Taiyi had stood against the true bodies of the Third and Fourth Young Masters; his Dao wounds were far graver than Shen Mu's had been!
"Had I a thousand years, I could unravel these Dao wounds—but there is no time. The Moon Heavenly Venerable, Lord Shang, and the rest cannot hold for a thousand years, and the Miluo Palace's Dao-attaining ones will only grow more numerous..."
If the Miluo Palace's Hall Masters descended, the Moon Heavenly Venerable, Lord Shang, and the others could not possibly hold!
And should the Third and Fourth Young Masters descend, what awaited them all would be utter annihilation!
He rose abruptly and carried the coffin aboard the Golden Ship of World-Crossing.
"Brother Dao, perhaps it is time you returned to your original self."
Shen Mu stood at the prow. The golden ship set sail into the Ultimate Void, heading for the Foul Grounds of the Ultimate Void.
There, one stretch of the Foul Grounds was where the First Young Master, Taishang, imprisoned his gravest offenders. Within it was a paralytic called Tiandu.
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