Chapter 1559 — The Treasure Ship of Salvation
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The finger Shen Mu extended looked very like Langxuan's Divine Origin Finger, but the Dao patterns flying from its tip were incomparably intricate; the finger flew out with a grandeur that shook the heavens! Before the force of that finger even reached them, they saw strand upon strand of primordial purple qi whirling and tumbling, the sound of the Dao thundering and quaking — utterly domineering!
Both men's faces changed. Heavenly Venerable Fire at once drew back, thinking, "If Heavenly Venerable Void blocks it for a moment, I can slay this beast.
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" But as he retreated, he had not expected that Heavenly Venerable Void was retreating at the same time, dodging Shen Mu's strike!
Heavenly Venerable Fire was taken aback.
One went left, the other right; they parted ways.
Whoosh— The force of Shen Mu's finger was monstrous, passing between them; wherever the finger force went, space twisted and spun. Boom!
In the Long River of Chaos behind them, the waves suddenly surged; the qi of chaos howled and swirled, and with a swish a channel appeared!
Shen Mu strode as if flying, passed them by, and swept off.
Heavenly Venerable Fire and Heavenly Venerable Void exchanged a look, then at once checked their retreat and gave chase. By then Shen Mu had reached the bank of the Long River of Chaos, where a dock had been built, and moored to it was a huge, battered golden ship.
He leaped into the air and landed on the ship.
Nanxiang Yuanjun in her Dao Fruit was beside herself with fury. She flew forward in a rage and cried, frantic, "Young Master Mu, if you dare sail the golden ship away, the master of Miluo Palace will never let you off!
" After all, she had little cultivation or strength left, and her flight was slow; Heavenly Venerable Fire and Heavenly Venerable Void were faster than she. On the other side, Heavenly Venerable Gong and the Ancestor God King also quickened their pace, charging toward the golden ship.
Even the aged Divine Emperor Langxuan, to show his loyalty, now hobbled toward the golden ship.
On the golden ship, Shen Mu looked around. The vessel was dilapidated everywhere, riddled with great holes eaten through by the Great Calamity of Destruction, and even where it was not broken, rust covered everything.
Some of the great Daos employed in this ship he had never seen nor heard of; even after passing through a Great Calamity of Destruction, the interior of the hull was still filled with a sacred, solemn aura of the Dao. This ship had been forged by the master of Miluo Palace in an attempt to carry all life in the universe through the Great Calamity of Destruction, but he had failed; only he himself had survived.
In his grief he had abandoned the ship, and from then on it had soaked in the Long River of Chaos; yet even after all these years, the golden ship had never been wholly destroyed by the Great Calamity of Destruction — a testament to the immensity of its power! Shen Mu's three eyes shone.
The golden ship was enormous, vast and roomy; standing on it, he seemed exceedingly small. But the ship was simply too broken. Could it still be started?
How to make the Golden Ship of Salvation start became his problem.
"Treasure ship, you have a spirit.
You were created to ferry the world and save men; yet for all these years you have soaked in the Great Calamity of Destruction without ferrying a single soul, without saving a single life.
Were I you, I would be ashamed! " Shen Mu sighed deeply. Below, the four Heavenly Venerables had already reached the dock.
Heavenly Venerable Fire took the lead, Dao-fire blazing; he struck out with his palm, twenty-eight layers of Dao-fire divine power stacked upon one another. His palm came through layer upon layer of Dao-fire, burning space itself to molten ruin! Shen Mu ignored them.