Chapter 1677 — Union with the Primordial Dao

Taichu's face darkened. He looked up at the squirming tower of flesh, and through the writhing fleshy chains he could see the primordial purple qi within, and the World Tree floating in it.

"If the Third Young Master descends, I will be of no use at all. . .

Right now Emperor Haotian is the Heavenly Emperor, and I am the Emperor Emeritus — at least I am second only to one man. If the Third Young Master comes, and I also have to summon all of you over, wouldn't we have to sacrifice more than half the universe to swap you across? " He walked a full circle around the Primordial Tower and murmured, "When that day comes, what rank will I hold?

Will there still be enough profit for me? " He laughed coldly, and all of a sudden the One-Qi Daluo Heaven moved at high speed, bearing him and the tower of flesh toward the Ancestral Court. "My boy Haotian is still too green. If it were him, he would most likely agree to trade the Heavenly Venerable Mu for the Third Young Master.

But I am different.

" Standing beneath the tower of flesh, Taichu fixed his gaze on the drifting eyeball in the purple qi and said coolly, "I will not do that.

I will send the Heavenly Venerable Mu into the Long River of Chaos, let him return to the universe of the past, and let him fight the Third and Fourth Young Masters to the death! And we — we will rule this vast universe in peace. " "Well said.

" Shen Mu's voice suddenly came from within the Primordial Tower, and it was coming from that eyeball floating beside the World Tree. Taichu frowned and touched the sword wound on his forehead; the injury that Shen Mu's sword had dealt him, piercing through his skull, was still there. "Heavenly Venerable Mu, that you are still alive truly takes me by surprise. " Taichu sat down beneath a tree, looked up at the tower of flesh, and said composedly, "You are right.

I no longer have the sharp edge I once had, but I am still alive, while you have become my prisoner. Now I am outside, and you are inside.

" He smiled faintly.

"Soon you will be sunk into the Long River by me and delivered to the prehistoric age. When that happens, you can live as the Seventh Young Master in the shattered spacetime of the past, and this universe will have no need for you.

" "Hahahaha! " Shen Mu's laughter rolled out of the Primordial Tower, gentle and unhurried: "A fine scheme. But even if you can send me to the prehistoric universe, you will still be number two, and your son will still be number one. " Taichu smiled.

"That is hard to say.

Whatever rank I am, you will always be the seventh. " "Not necessarily.

Demon King of All Heavens, bring out Lan Yutian. " In the purple qi, that eyeball suddenly said, "Let him help me resolve this Primordial Dao-Dissolution.

" Taichu's heart shook.

He hastily stood up and looked into the tower, and saw that the eyeball contained a heaven and earth, a whole cosmos within, an inner structure of extraordinary complexity — there was actually a Youdu formed from Tubo's horn, a Xuandu forged by Father Heaven, and even a shard of the Taiyi eggshell! And in that world within the eye, a demon god with four heads and eight arms cradled a jade pot in his arms. The demon god raised the jade pot aloft, and a host of countless heavens welled up!

Taichu inwardly groaned. He watched the eight-armed demon god bow and say, "Master Lan, the Sect Master requests your presence. " "Coming, coming!

" A familiar figure stepped out from that host of heavens — and it was none other than Heavenly Venerable Yu!

Taichu's eyelid twitched wildly. Heavenly Venerable Yu — his heart demon!

A million years ago, at the instant he first met this man, he had known that he was absolutely no match for this human youth.

He had seen the future decline of the ancient gods, seen the rise of the human race and the later-born races, seen them overthrow his rule and tread the ancient gods beneath their feet!

Therefore, he had given rise to the intent to kill, ordering the Heavenly Venerable Hao and the Son of Heaven of the Underworld to assassinate the Heavenly Venerable Yu!

And now, that Heavenly Venerable Yu had appeared again! "The Primordial Dao-Dissolution art? " Through Shen Mu's eye, that "Heavenly Venerable Yu" examined the fleshy chains, and after a long moment he said, "Brother, this is a technique aimed at your cultivation.

There are flaws in your method, and they have been found.

" "Brother?

" Taichu was dazed.

"The Heavenly Venerable Yu calls the Heavenly Venerable Mu 'brother'?

" "Obviously!

" Shen Mu said with annoyance. "I gave them a beating, and then they found my flaws. Can you break it or not? If we take any longer, Taichu is going to sink us into the Long River of Chaos!

" Lan Yutian looked it over carefully and said, "If Xu Shenghua were here, it would not be difficult to break this technique with his help.

Unfortunately, you left him behind in the Ancestral Court.

.

. Brother, don't you know primordial runes? Isn't primordial qi precisely your forte?

" Shen Mu gave a muffled grunt.

"I have only cultivated up to Taichu primal qi.

Because I have never thoroughly fused the Way of the divine sense and the innate One-Qi, even my Taichu primal qi is barely passable; I have yet to train up to primordial qi.

. . " Lan Yutian laughed.

"Brother, you have it all wrong. Taiji primal qi, Taisu primal qi, Taishi primal qi, Taichu primal qi, and primordial qi are not meant to be cultivated in sequence! These five have no distinction of high or low.

As long as you comprehend it, you can refine it! Let me teach you! " Taichu's face sank.

He took out a rough Taichu stone, pressed it into his brow, and drove his divine sense crashing into the Primordial Tower, meaning to blast Lan Yutian to death! But when his divine sense technique charged into the tower, it vanished like smoke, devoured by the tower without a trace. Taichu's eyelid twitched again and again. He hurled his divine sense at it repeatedly, but could never break into the tower that the Primordial Dao-Dissolution art had given shape to.

All he could do was grit his teeth and pour all his strength into the One-Qi Daluo Heaven, racing at full speed toward the Ancestral Court! "So long as I reach the Ancestral Court and sink them into the Long River before Heavenly Venerable Yu cracks the Primordial Dao-Dissolution art, there will be no need to worry about them making mischief!

" The One-Qi Daluo Heaven flashed like wind and lightning, speeding across the Ultimate Void with a roar.

However, before he even reached the Ancestral Court, he heard from inside the tower of flesh a series of snapping, popping sounds — as if something within had snapped apart!