Chapter 1544 — A Wound That Will Never Heal
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 5
At the very moment Shen Mu's sword struck, her divine sense erupted and hurtled toward Fire Heavenly Venerable!
Her divine sense set out later yet arrived first, crashing into Fire Heavenly Venerable's brow before Shen Mu's sword light could reach him! Fire Heavenly Venerable's reactions were nothing if not swift: the rings of flame around him at once spun forward, and within those flame wheels one heaven after another revolved and bloomed, briefly checking Qiang Tianfei's divine sense and delaying its assault upon his brain.
His rings of flame collapsed one after another beneath the impact of her divine sense.
At the same time, Fire Heavenly Venerable retreated, new flame wheels spinning and swelling behind his head and pouring with a roar past his body toward the front.
But Shen Mu's sword light passed straight through Qiang Tianfei's divine sense, its incomparably keen radiance piercing ring after ring of flame!
Fire Heavenly Venerable gave a cold snort. His cultivation in Dao fire had already reached the twenty-fourth heaven of the Dao realm; nothing escaped its transformation, nothing escaped its burning.
Even without the Ancestral Ground of Dao Fire, he was still the supreme master of Dao fire!
Even if Shen Mu had obtained a Dao-achiever's Dao-soldier, he remained confident he could melt it down! Shen Mu's Tribulation Sword pierced through twenty heavens of flame wheels in a single instant, the divine sword burned red by the Dao fire; the next moment it ran through the Dao fire of the twenty-first, twenty-second, and twenty-third Dao wheels in succession.
Astonishment showed on Fire Heavenly Venerable's face, and when the tip of that divine sword, burned until it burst with dazzling light, passed through the twenty-fourth flame wheel and came to his brow, the astonishment had still not left his face. "A Dao-soldier can actually withstand my World-Burning Sacred Fire?
" He raised his palm and pinched the sword tip between two fingers, trying to snap the divine sword in two.
But when he wrenched at it with all his strength, he found the sword's hardness beyond all imagining; burned to such a degree, it showed not the slightest inclination to soften!
Under fierce fire and searing heat, any divine weapon, even if it did not melt, would be burned soft — yet Shen Mu's sword showed no sign of softening at all.
He did not know that this sword was no Dao-achiever's Dao-soldier, but had been forged by Shen Mu from the supreme treasures of prehistoric Heavenly Venerable-level beings, melted down and refined.
And the great furnace that had smelted this sword was none other than the Ancestral Ground of Dao Fire!
This sword had been forged in the ninth heaven of the Ancestral Ground of Dao Fire, and forged so thoroughly that in the end even the Ancestral Ground of Dao Fire could not melt it, could not soften it!
Shen Mu twisted his blade, and two fingers of Fire Heavenly Venerable's right hand flew off, crumbling to powder in the hissing sword light.
Fire Heavenly Venerable reeled from the pain as the sword tip moved again; the yin and yang qi coiled like dragons, and the sword light merged with them, tracing a great circle around him!
Fire Heavenly Venerable's heart lurched.
Within that great circle countless streams of sword light came cascading down, ringing and clanging as they gathered from the outer rim toward the center, soon covering more than half the circle — and still spreading inward toward him at its heart! More than that, a strange transformation took place within this taiji diagram still in the making: the sword light itself divided into the two paths of yin and yang, a sphere of pure white sword light appearing within the black, and a sphere of pure black sword light appearing within the white.