Chapter 1189 — Yet Another Divine Weapon Emerges
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Shen Mu watched this scene, feeling that everything happening on this altar was utterly absurd and bizarre.
Each of these eight Heavenly Venerables was full of fine talk about humanity and righteousness, claiming to keep all living beings in their hearts — and yet the disasters they had wrought were even greater than those of the ancient gods.
Qiang the Heavenly Venerable was none other than the traitorous Grand Emperor she herself had denounced; Xiao the Heavenly Venerable was none other than Taichu, the ancient god and Lord of Heaven; Gong the Heavenly Venerable was one of the Creator's three great God Kings, the Primeval God King who had enslaved the ancient gods; Consort Yan was suspected to be the Empress; and Hong the Heavenly Venerable was none other than the very Heavenly Duke they claimed they would overthrow! As for Hao the Heavenly Venerable, Langxuan the Divine Emperor, and the Ancestral God King — they, too, were the most powerful sons of the ancient gods! Hearing these people speak such high-sounding, sanctimonious words almost made him laugh out loud.
"Irony — goddamn irony!
" Looking at their solemn, earnest faces, Shen Mu finally could not hold it in and burst out laughing.
The eight Heavenly Venerables glanced at him, each giving a cold snort.
"Mu the Heavenly Venerable, you are of no use to us now.
What are you laughing at?
" asked the Ancestral God King, puzzled.
Shen Mu laughed. "God King, you are mistaken.
Apart from a very few among you, none of the fellow Daoists present would kill me. I know far too many secrets — if I were to blurt them out at a moment like this, we would all be finished!
" With that, he roared with laughter. Xiao, Hong, Gong, Consort Yan, and Consort Qiang joined in the laughter, leaving only Hao the Heavenly Venerable, Langxuan the Divine Emperor, and the Ancestral God King unsmiling.
Hao said flatly, "Knowing many secrets can sometimes preserve your life, but at other times it can get you killed very quickly — killed in a muddle, without knowing why.
The Great Sun Star Lord, for instance.
" Shen Mu replied all smiles, "Thank you for the advice, Fellow Daoist Hao. As long as I can stay alive for now, I am content. " Hao turned around and said, "In that case, let us break open the rift in the Ancestral Court, leave this place first, and then seal the rift tight!
" The eight Heavenly Venerables flew toward the crack in the sky of the Ancestral Court, Shen Mu following behind them.
Every one of the eight harbored his or her own secret designs; though they would not go so far as to turn on him and kill him on the spot, sealing Shen Mu inside the Ancestral Court was well within their power.
And so he had to seize the chance to dash out together with them.
At the rift of the Ancestral Court, the eight Heavenly Venerables exchanged glances, and Hong said with a smile, "Everyone, let us each use our own means to break the seal of the Ancestral Court.
" They all voiced their assent.
The eight struck at once, and from this combined display one could discern the heights of their respective cultivations. Hao was by far the most outstanding; the moment he moved, twenty-eight heavenly palaces rolled forth, vast and magnificent.
Next came Langxuan the Divine Emperor, with twenty-six heavenly palaces in all, linked together to form a stretch of Heavenly Court. Hong had twenty-five; Consort Qiang and Consort Yan each had twenty-four; Xiao had fewer, only twenty; and the Ancestral God King and Gong had a mere eighteen.
Shen Mu took it all in.
Though the number of heavenly palaces represented the level of one's cultivation, he did not believe a single one of the numbers these eight had displayed! Even though Hao had shown off his twenty-eight heavenly palaces on more than one occasion, Shen Mu still refused to believe it.