荒墟牧神 - 第1411章 痛揍帝后 - 墨香閣

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Chapter 1438 — Pummeling the Empress

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A god's primordial spirit coming here gains not the least increase in cultivation or strength. Since the Longhan era, after the palace system was spread abroad, countless gods and men have tested the Heavenly Prison, and it has shown no use whatever. Yet with Shen Mu, the moment his primordial spirits stepped into the Heavenly Prison, his cultivation and strength began to grow madly!

Plainly the Heavenly Prison had been opened by him into a realm. What she found harder still to grasp was that although Shen Mu possessed nineteen Heavenly Palaces, even if the Heavenly Prison realm were equal to the former Yujing realm, he remained an immeasurably distant span from her. Whether primordial spirit, flesh, or mana, he was far inferior, beyond what any chasm could describe.

And yet Shen Mu's flesh, primordial spirit, and mana were inferior to hers by little. She truly could not understand whence his power came. Still, she could make out some clue upon him.

Other adepts and gods cultivate the seven great divine treasures.

Even the adepts and gods of Jingping cultivate seven divine treasures, only exchanging the Divine Bridge treasure for the more rational Heavenly River treasure that better fits the Great Dao of the universe.

On Shen Mu's body, however, those treasures were nowhere to be found. Though his divine treasure bore the name of the Yuantai divine treasure, it was utterly unlike the Yuantai treasure of other adepts and gods. Shen Mu had only a single divine treasure, and within that treasure there were Xuandu, Youdu, Yuandu, the Four Polar Heavens, the ancient gods of the heavens, vast constellations and brilliant star rivers: the layout of a great universe.

There was even the Guixu Great Abyss!

Most crucial was the Ancestral Court. At the center of his Yuantai divine treasure stood an Ancestral Court. More terrible still, his Ancestral Court actually had a reverse face!

His foundation compared with that of other adepts and gods was heaven against earth!

All the treasures of others put together and set within his Yuantai treasure would be but a drop in the ocean, for Shen Mu's Heavenly Palaces themselves were built upon the Ancestral Court, occupying only a small corner of it.

"Mu Heavenly Venerable is one of our own kind. He has kept his secrets and never spread his own cultivation system through Jingping.

" The Empress gave a cold laugh and thought, "With your mouth you paint yourself so bright and noble, but in truth you are also a self-seeker, only a more refined one.

A hypocrite!

" Yet she did not know that it was not that Shen Mu would not spread his cultivation system.

His system succeeded only because, after digging out his soul and eyes and giving them to Shen Fengqing, he used the Yingjie Sword to forcibly destroy his own Heavenly Palaces and divine treasures into chaos!

Facing peril in which even undying divine consciousness would be utterly destroyed, he seized the chance to open chaos and re-evolve the Yuantai divine treasure, and thereby his soul was reborn. His soul and spirit embryo were as an ancient god within his own body.

To reach his step required immense fortune.

Others could not imitate it. To force his cultivation system meant only death as the one outcome, with absolutely no hope of success.

Opposite to his perilous path is the road Lan Yutian now walks, steadier and easier to travel. So long as Lan Yutian opens his road and spreads it abroad, others need not walk Shen Mu's dangerous road and may still cultivate the Ancestral Court. Though that cultivation road is not as mighty as Shen Mu's, it is still extraordinary.

If one could cultivate it to the utter peak, one would surpass the present Heavenly Venerables. The sole trouble is that it demands extremely high comprehension, and few will be able to cultivate it to the peak.

Shen Mu's cultivation realm rose to the level of the Nine-Prison Platform, and his cultivation swelled anew, leaving the Empress feeling sorely thorned.