Chapter 1485 — Who Can Match His Peerless Divine Soul

Because the Nüxin tribe tamed primordial giant beasts, and the whip and horn could control those beasts, Palace Heavenly Venerable also took these two weapons as her Heavenly Venerable treasures.

Palace Heavenly Venerable's battle intent surged to the heavens.

As her cultivation art was activated, horn calls rang out from her thirty-five heavenly palaces, boiling her blood and qi, and her combat power rose in a straight line! The whip in her hand transformed endlessly — now long, now short, now thick, now thin, now soft, now hard, now straight, now curved. This divine whip had been forged from the dragon vein of the Ancestral Court; a massive divine-gold mountain range had been forged into a whip before it could transform into a divine dragon!

Had Shen Mu been here, he would certainly have recognized this whip as the one once held by the Great Emperor Tai — its power was immense, and it had once contended against the Imperial Sword of Dawn that the Heavenly Emperor transformed into!

This divine whip was forged by the Great Emperor Tai and given to the Nüxin tribe as a betrothal gift; later the Great Emperor Tai annihilated the Nüxin tribe and took the whip back.

After Gongyun captured the Great Hong that the Great Emperor Tai had parasitized, the whip fell into Gongyun's hands.

He bound Great Hong to a pillar before his palace and used this whip to flog him day and night to vent his fury. "You have been trapped by Tubo all these years, transformed into a ghost officer, always hiding from the world — you are long out of date!

" Palace Heavenly Venerable's long whip transformed while her divine consciousness erupted, creating layer upon layer of illusion realms. Her words attacked the heart, and her divine-consciousness illusions were even more terrifying — if You Heavenly Venerable's dao heart showed even the slightest flaw, once he fell into her illusion realm he would be at her mercy!

You Heavenly Venerable's figure was ethereal and indistinct as he retreated again and again, never engaging her head-on. He had to evade Palace Heavenly Venerable's illusions. Yet Xuandu's suppression of his power was too great; the Dao of Heaven restrained his cultivation and suppressed his mana.

His cultivation was already inferior to Palace Heavenly Venerable's to begin with, and now it was worse still! Whoosh — He failed to dodge in time and was caught by the long whip.

The dragon-vein whip's tip transformed into a dragon's head that bit savagely into his body, flinging him this way and that!

At the same time, Palace Heavenly Venerable's divine consciousness transformed into layer upon layer of illusion realms, casting him into an illusion. Within the illusion, You Heavenly Venerable saw his mother again.

She was washing clothes, and she turned her head to give him a loving smile.

The early-spring sunlight spilled down — serene and beautiful. Though he was bound by the dragon-vein whip, the dragon's head biting into his body, within the illusion he felt no pain at all. His heart was utterly at peace — he even felt a measure of happiness.

Though he had found his mother's soul in Youdu, and for a million years had lived alongside her, he could not feel his mother's touch.

His mother could not touch his face, could not touch his body, could not see the sunlight.

Everything his mother ate had no taste; in her soul state his mother had no sensations at all. His mother often cooked for him — what she cooked and prepared were yuanbao candles, and what she ate were also yuanbao candles.

His mother had long since died; she had no warmth whatsoever.

He dreamed of resurrecting his mother, and had never been able to accomplish it. Yet within Palace Heavenly Venerable's illusion, he felt that his mother had come back to life, that he had returned to those sweet and tender years of old.

He could feel the warmth of his mother's palm.

In that moment, he was incomparably happy. BOOM — The dragon-vein divine whip bit into his body, swung him savagely, slammed him down, smashing through star after star of Xuandu!

Palace Heavenly Venerable flew toward him, the horn sounding long and loud.

Her primordial spirit stood at the tip of the horn-shaped heavenly court, wielding divine powers — great divine ability after great divine ability crashed down upon You Heavenly Venerable's body in succession.

Beneath her attacks, You Heavenly Venerable's flesh and blood flew apart, his body left in utter ruin — yet a smile appeared on his face. In all of history, every single person who had died at Palace Heavenly Venerable's hands had, without exception, died with a smile on their face!

Palace Heavenly Venerable let out a long cry, battering his body nearly to destruction.

You Heavenly Venerable's flesh and blood burst apart, exposing bone, exposing his heart! And within the illusion, You Heavenly Venerable seemed to have returned to his youth — a boy of ten or so, nestled in his mother's embrace, savoring a moment of tranquility.

Palace Heavenly Venerable shook her divine whip, flinging him away, and then the whip's dragon head crunched down upon his exposed heart!

Within the illusion, You Heavenly Venerable raised his head and looked upon his mother's face — a face that could never be erased — weak, yet serene.

Two streams of tears slid down from either side of his cheeks.

"Mother, I remember this scene.

I remember the morning of this day.

" You Heavenly Venerable remembered this day, of course.

On the morning of this day, his mother had washed his worn-out clothes as usual, then sat in the sun before the thatched hut mending and patching, while in the pot a meal had already been cooked.

She was always like this. And on this day, having done all these things as she always did, she collapsed.

In her final moments, she touched the boy's face and said to him: "I am leaving — what will become of you.

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" Yet she let go and departed all the same. You Heavenly Venerable could never forget the sunlight of that morning, could never forget what his mother said to him before she left.

He had become You Heavenly Venerable, had bridged the gap between mortals and Youdu, all for the sake of seeing his mother once more.

In his mother's embrace, You Heavenly Venerable, returned to his boyhood, gazed quietly at his mother's face, and raised his hand to place the ghost-face mask upon the back of his head. He put it on slowly.

The moment the mask settled into place, his ruined, aged body unexpectedly burst forth with wave upon wave of terrifying divine light, repairing his body!

Palace Heavenly Venerable was startled. She hurriedly intensified her assault, yet endless, inexhaustible divine power erupted from this body that was transforming from aged to youthful!

She saw a primordial spirit of incomparable grandeur — the most powerful primordial spirit she had ever seen in all her life!

Within the illusion, the boyhood You Heavenly Venerable, wearing the ghost-face mask his mother had bought him, held his mother's form in his arms.

"Mother, I must go do my own things now.

" He released his mother's form and raised his head, and the illusion began to crumble.

"Mother, you need not worry about me anymore.

I have friends of my own now. " To his mother, who was gradually fading away, he said: "I must go fulfill a friend's entrustment!

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