Chapter 1539 — The Hard Clash with a Heavenly Venerable
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In the very instant Shen Mu withdrew his sword and struck the two god-blades, they turned beyond measure soft, coiling around the body of the Tribulation Sword like a rope twisted into knots, howling up along the blade toward the hand that gripped it!
Shen Mu cried out in alarm, and shaking his hand, flung the Tribulation Sword together with the two god-blades out before him, his little boat darting off at an angle to escape them!
"Heavenly Venerable Mu — thank you for traveling so far to deliver treasure! " The Lady of Heaven Qiang chuckled and reached out a hand in summons; the two god-blades flew over with the Tribulation Sword wrapped between them, the hilt dropping toward her palm. But the peerless beauty within the tattered Dao Fruit on the tree beneath her suddenly stirred; perceiving the truth, she shouted, "Juyu, it is a trick!
That is no Dao-attainer's Dao Sword — it is a treasure of his own! " The Lady of Heaven Qiang's palm had barely touched the hilt when she saw Shen Mu racing forward with his back to her, both hands behind him — not in the desperate panic she had imagined, but with an air of unhurried ease.
Her heart lurched.
She released her grip at once and drove the two god-blades to twist the Tribulation Sword apart, when at that very moment Shen Mu's hands, linked behind his back, one above the other, both flashed into sword-mudras!
His hands shifted in small arcs behind his back, the mudras changing faster than the eye could follow! As she let go of the hilt, she saw the Tribulation Sword slip free from the entanglement of her two god-blades — in an instant the sword had entered a state of form without substance, passing straight through the twin blades: no body at all, nothing but light.
Swish! The sword-light whirled, tracing a sword-flower.
Her hand had no sooner opened than she saw her five fingers leap from the palm, dancing in the air like sprites possessed of life. For one fleeting instant the Lady of Heaven Qiang's expression turned strange — in the very moment the sword-light cut them off, the fingers came to life, flesh squirming, bone growing, until each became a tiny Shen Mu, and all five bowed to her in unison!
The Tribulation Sword hung hilt-upward, as if held in reverse by those five miniature Shen Mu, who thrust it forward with folded hands!
One Qi of Chaos-Primordium — the Way Travels Together! The Lady of Heaven Qiang's chest burst apart.
The inverted divine sword pierced through her breast and out her back; wherever it passed, her body dissolved into chaotic qi, blasting clean through her physical form!
She cried out, and tier after tier of celestial palaces emerged behind her; her cultivation leapt upward. She reached out and seized both god-blades, and with a single flick of their dragon-tails, the five finger-born miniature Shen Mu were shattered to dust!
The two god-blades, blazing with renewed might yet soft as ever, swept at the divine sword behind her. At the same time, Shen Mu on his little boat still had his back to her and the boat was still rushing forward, but the sword-mudras linked behind his back had grown swifter still, impossible to make out! Swish, swish, swish!
Under his control the Tribulation Sword flew up and down, shifting through one stance after another, evading each strangling sweep of the two god-blades in its state of form without substance!
This divine sword was not aimed at the Lady of Heaven Qiang but at the Dao Tree beneath her feet: thread after thread of sword-light flew among the withered branches, shearing them off!
The Lady of Heaven Qiang, frantic, broke into a cold sweat. She soared up from the God-Slaying Platform and drove her god-blades in pursuit of the Tribulation Sword.