Chapter 1325 — Trouble Made, Trouble Mended
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 3
At the heart of the Great Beginning lode, Shen Mu stood on the altar, about to trigger the mine's fourth eruption, when all at once the Heaven-Venerable treasure hanging above the lode stirred with strange movement. Heavenly Consort Yan's wondrous treasure was an ancient, imposing cauldron, square and foursquare, its mouth turned downward; from within it, beams of light shot forth, shearing apart the void and the earth and sealing the entire lode into a separate time and space, so that none could enter and none could leave. "Heavenly Consort Yan is here!
" Shen Mu felt a small stir in his heart. He at once abandoned his intention to keep provoking the lode's eruption, put away the Egg of the Great Beginning and the Primordial Stone, and obediently made his way out. When Heavenly Consort Yan arrived outside the mine, her face was calm, but her eyes could not hide the rage blazing in them. Xiu Hongsu and the white cat hurried forward to greet her; the white cat Xiao Qi leaped into her arms, and Xiu Hongsu murmured, "Milady, Mu Tianzun, he.
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. " Heavenly Consort Yan raised one delicate brow, and Xiu Hongsu hastily shut her mouth, not daring to go on. Heavenly Consort Yan looked around and saw many divine beings lurking in ambush, clearly waiting for Shen Mu to come out and kill him.
She could not help shaking her head.
"With me here, there is no need for such measures. " Xiu Hongsu waved her hand and sent the sword-and-axe men scattering.
Heavenly Consort Yan surveyed the scene, her expression darkening as she saw that not many of those in the lode had escaped—about half had perished within.
"Mu Tianzun, I sent you to fetch the primordial stone, and yet you have stirred up such a catastrophe. Do you take me for a paper figure? " She gave a cold laugh and stepped into the mine.
The white cat grew excited in spite of himself.
He raised his head in her arms, licked a paw, and thought: "Milady is angry. Not even I can soothe her!
Mu Tianzun, this time you are doomed! " Xiu Hongsu followed Heavenly Consort Yan and said cautiously, "Milady, Mu Tianzun is, after all, the Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Alliance.
If he died at your hands, it would hardly be proper; you would inevitably be attacked by the other Heavenly Venerables.
If you truly want him dead, let your disciple strike instead. " Heavenly Consort Yan made no reply and continued forward. She saw that those who had not escaped from the lode had all become incorporeal forms—no flesh, no awareness, drifting in a daze.
Among them, indeed, were many female disciples she had painstakingly taught. Her expression darkened further, but she kept walking. Her cultivation and power were, after all, terrifying beyond all measure; even the uncanny forces of the lode could do nothing to her. The two women and the cat pressed deeper and deeper until they reached the depths of the lode, when suddenly radiance burst forth ahead—someone was working a divine art.
They hurried over and saw Shen Mu standing before a figure that had already become a body of pure energy, casting his art upon that incorporeal form. The divine being, who had been reduced to an empty shadow, was gradually recovering a physical body! Surprise crossed Heavenly Consort Yan's face.
She raised a hand to stop Xiu Hongsu, who was about to kill Shen Mu, and said in a low voice, "Do not disturb him.
Let us see what he does. " Shen Mu's hands flew in intricate gestures; waves of Dao tones rang through his body.
From his hands he drew forth the two breaths of yin and yang, worked the way of their transformation, and shaped them into a diagram of the Supreme Ultimate, drawing the divine being's incorporeal form into it. After a while, the figure turned from the incorporeal to the corporeal.
He looked around in bewilderment, looked at his own hands, felt his body, and was still confused. Shen Mu wiped the sweat from his brow and smiled. "My good fellow, you have come back to life!