Chapter 1304 — Unearthing the Primordial
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 3
"Young Master Shen and that ancient god inside the egg don't seem to get along at all," the others thought to themselves.
Shen Mu unfurled his Divine Treasury Domain and let Silent Craftsman, Blind Elder and the Alchemist enter it, instructing them: "Stand within the chaos ore vein. Two eggshells lie there, the shells Taiyi cast aside; they will keep you safe.
" Being sheltered by him rankled Blind Elder and the rest, but they knew his divine powers were vast and far beyond their own, so each of them went to hide themselves well within the Ancestral Court of the Divine Treasury Domain. They descended the ore vein and came to that valley blasted out of the earth.
The valley was very deep, like a basin, and broken mountain ranges lay all around; as the others looked about, something stirred in Shen Mu's heart, and he rose into the air and came above a severed mountain to gaze down.
The peak had been sheared off clean and flat, as though someone had cut it away with a sharp instrument. Shen Mu drew out his broken sword; at a thought the sword grew, becoming a long blade whose light spanned several dozen li, and he swept it lightly across the severed mountain.
At once his divine sword met enormous resistance; the blade-light sank halfway into the mountain and could go no further, unable to cut it through.
"Whoever left this mark was far more powerful than I am, at the very least at the pinnacle of the Lingxiao realm.
And from the cut surface, it was not a Creator who left it.
" He withdrew his divine sword and said softly, "The Creators of the primordial age had crude powers, nothing so fine as this. And yet, by all reason, the Ancestral Court was sealed in the primordial age by the Heavenly Emperor Taichu and the ancient gods he led; no one after the Longhan era could have left these traces.
. . " The First Ancestor Human Sovereign came to a ruined cliff, riddled and crumbling, pierced clean through from front to back, shaped like the print of a palm and a hundred zhang tall; but stranger still, that palm print had six fingers.
The First Ancestor Human Sovereign roused the Heaven-Earth Heart Sacred Art and struck at a cliff nearby. With a thunderous boom, the cliff shuddered slightly and a palm print appeared upon it, but he did not punch through.
The First Ancestor Human Sovereign frowned. Yan'er came to the foot of the cliff and scraped at its wall, and a great deal of dark, heavy rubble fell away, like charcoal, or like petrified ash.
"What happened here?
" the Alchemist asked.
No one answered him.
They went on, and before long came at last to the bottom of the valley.
Here severed cliffs and broken mountains were even more numerous, as though the place had endured a most terrible battle; in that battlefield many mighty beings had fought until heaven collapsed and earth split, forming this strange sight.
Strangely, though, this place lay beneath the Ancestral Court — that battlefield was buried deep underground. They stood in the valley and looked up, and could see only a sky like the mouth of a well, its walls a thousand ren high.
The valley was not dark; ahead, light spilled from that divine bow, and the company walked on toward the glow, when suddenly divine lights stirred and came racing at them.
"Sword Heaven Palace!
" Shen Mu called out low. Those divine lights were like fish darting swift through the air, coming and going like light and lightning.
When the divine lights intruded into his Divine Treasury Domain, sword-light burst from the Sword Heaven Palace, and with a din of clashing — like pearls falling on a jade plate, like a rainstorm beating pear blossoms — an unbelievably dense clamor arose as the sword-light collided with those streaming lights!
The sword-light was like a swarm of bees, and like a flood, surging around the Divine Treasury Domain and crashing against those divine lights.