Chapter 1735 — Outwitted by His Own Schemes

In an instant their senses exchanged all.

There was indeed only one clone of Palace Lord Lingguan, arrived not long before, for Yue Tingge had long known the Heavenly Court would not spare the Western Lands, and so had laid his array early, ready at any time for enemies from the rear.

The Lingguan clone had walked of his own accord into the trap, delivering himself into the net, caught red-handed.

As for Long Qilin, it was because Bai Yuqiong in Southern Heaven and.

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. "That is to say, Palace Lord Lingguan has not at present gone to Southern Heaven, and where two clones should have come to the Western Lands, only one has come! " Shen Mu frowned deeply.

By all reason, to be safe, Palace Lord Lingguan should have sent two ancient-god clones to kill Yue Tingge and Western Emperor White Tiger.

Western Emperor White Tiger, within her own territory, was also an existence of Heavenly Worthy rank, while Yue Tingge, though his battle power was only of Celestial Master rank, was of supreme wisdom, the first to break the Glazed Azure Heaven Banner Formation, and men of the Heavenly Court had once praised him as worth three masters single-handed!

By the three masters they meant the Divine Master, the Earth Master, and the Water Master!

Two ancient-god clones of Palace Lord Lingguan could easily dispose of the pair, but to send only one clone was overconfidence.

"If Lingguan has not gone to Southern Heaven, then of the three remaining clones, one must go to the World Tree of the Ancestral Court! And the other two clones must also be going to the World Tree! " Though Shen Mu was worn to exhaustion, his mind grew ever clearer: "Emperor Haotian invited him to slay the commanders of the armies of my Jingping and the Land of No Sorrow, but Lingguan has a purpose of his own, which is to go to the Ancestral Court and undo the seals beneath the World Tree of the Ancestral Court, letting the prehistoric stowaways enter this universe and raise a calamity!

" "Emperor Haotian has his schemes, and Lingguan has his own schemes!

To prove my guess, there is only one way!

" His body moved abruptly and he rushed into the Great Heavenly Court Formation laid by Yue Tingge. Western Emperor White Tiger, seeing this, at once ceased her attack, while Yue Tingge kept up the formation lest the Lingguan clone escape.

The Lingguan clone felt his pressure lighten, then saw Shen Mu standing before him, and his face changed slightly before he laughed aloud: "Seventh Young Master, your speed is unmatched under heaven, but I am not slow either. After all you have not yet attained the Way and are not yet a young master of the Mile Palace. This battle you have already lost.

The Third and Fourth Young Masters are bound to descend and send you to the primeval universe to make you the Seventh Young Master!

Then the Seventh Young Master will have to thank me! " Shen Mu pointed a finger.

Lingguan hastened to block, but blocked only air. His ancient-god clone had also begotten a primordial spirit, and with one finger Shen Mu struck that spirit out of its body to float in the air. The spirit tried to flee, only to discover in horror that it could not move at all. Shen Mu spread five fingers, and the spirit of the Lingguan clone split with a clang into heaven, earth, and spirit, three souls divided into three.

Shen Mu reached with two fingers and pinched its spirit soul, drew a circle in the air with his left hand, then flicked his finger and sent its soul into that wheel. The spirit soul holds memory, and within that wheel like a mirror, the memory of this soul of Lingguan was at once replayed!

There were the other three clones of Palace Lord Lingguan, two clones bearing Dao Fruit and one clone bearing a Dao Flower, rushing madly toward the Ancestral Court!

The fastest clone had already descried the Ancestral Court in the distance!

Shen Mu shook his sleeve, and the three souls of the Lingguan clone shattered! He rose tall and tore through the air away!

Western Emperor White Tiger saw his weariness and at once raised her horn and blew with all her might.

Doo-doo— Amid the horn, Shen Mu's blood and qi surged severalfold.

Yue Tingge, Long Qilin, and Western Emperor White Tiger looked up to see a purple teleportation formation tens of thousands of li across suddenly appear in the sky, intricate beyond compare.

The formation turned abruptly, and with a thunderous roar, formation and Shen Mu vanished together without a trace!

"Heavenly Worthy Mu looks utterly exhausted.

I wonder if he can catch those three clones?

" Yue Tingge wore worry on his face.

Two clones of Palace Lord Lingguan both bore his own Dao Fruit, and the other bore a Dao Flower as well, their power far beyond what the other clones could match. Shen Mu had plainly made a long forced march, his flesh and his magic power both hugely spent. With a weary body, even if he overtook the three great clones of Palace Lord Lingguan, he would likely meet them waiting rested for the toil-worn!

"With his speed, from here to the Ancestral Court, even folding space and adding teleportation formations and running at full strength, I fear it will take five or six days.

" Yue Tingge calculated a moment and said low: "And in five or six days, I fear Lingguan's first clone will long have reached the World Tree of the Ancestral Court! He cannot possibly arrive in time.

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" Four days later, night hung hazy over the Ancestral Court. Morning had not yet come, though the east had paled.

Xu Shenghua looked up and watched Taiyi's Dao Tree vanish into the Ultimate Void, then took up his iron pail and walked down from the World Tree to mend the split peaks on the rim of the Great Black Mountain. Even though the Yuan Realm had been thrown into killing until heaven went dark and earth overturned, beneath the World Tree of the Ancestral Court all was still peace.

Xu Shenghua was as peaceful as the morning of the World Tree, carrying his pail, unhurried, coming to the rim of the Great Black Mountain.

All that night, beyond the Great Black Mountain, heaven had been murky and earth dark, a dreadful vision as of the ruin of the universe. He was used to it and paid it no mind, only waiting for the sun to rise.

When the hour of sunrise came, all would be restored.

At last the sun rose, the first ray spilling upon the World Tree, and in his sight range upon range of the Great Black Mountain grew clear. Xu Shenghua, pail in hand, stood atop a split cliff and saw beyond the black mountains an ancient god approaching, a Dao Fruit hanging high above his head, spinning round and round.