Chapter 1574 — Only After the Calamity Is There Life to Spare
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The Palace Heavenly Lord's expression changed drastically: within her dao heart Kaihuang's sword light erupted, chi, chi, chi, and sword lights burst outward from inside her body, piercing her organs and bursting through her skin; in the blink of an eye she was drenched in blood, her cultivation and strength gravely diminished.
The heavenly palace behind her head collapsed with it, her cultivation plunging headlong, and she flashed away at once, shocked and furious: "Tai Su never fully healed my sword wound. The wound Kaihuang left on me in the Battle of Xuandu is still there."
At the same moment the sword wound in her body erupted, the Divine Emperor Langxuan's Spirit Origin Finger was broken by the sudden sword light, and it was not one finger he lost: as he channeled the Spirit Origin Finger divine art, the ten fingers of his two hands dropped from his hands one after another.
He saw his Spirit Origin Finger divine art finally erupt, yet it did not burst forth from a pointing finger; rather, the blood of his heart spurted from his severed fingers, becoming arrow after arrow of blood.
The Divine Emperor Langxuan's face turned exceedingly strange. The first time his Spirit Origin Finger had been broken was when they besieged Shen Mu in the Jade Capital City of the Ancestral Court, and Shen Mu had likewise severed his fingers.
Who would have thought he would repeat the same mistake so soon?
Shen Mu had used a sword, and Kaihuang used a sword as well, almost the same swordsmanship, only more seasoned.
Back then the Divine Emperor Langxuan had been unspeakably aged, whereas now he had recovered to his peak, and still a single sword had taken his fingers.
At the same moment his ten fingers fell away, Kaihuang's sword light had already reached his brow.
"How is that wretch Shen Ye so strong?" Despair filled the Divine Emperor Langxuan's heart.
At that very moment, in the heavenly palace behind his head, that dao fruit suddenly came alive. Of its own accord it took command of his blood and qi, his cultivation; countless chains rose from the heavenly palace, interweaving and crossing, becoming a divine art that rose to meet Kaihuang's sword light.
A chill ran through the Divine Emperor Langxuan. In that instant he felt that his blood and qi, his cultivation, even his heavenly palace and his primordial spirit, were all no longer his own.
It was as though another person dwelt inside his body, a person of boundless depths, seizing the magpie's nest, little by little taking over his flesh and his primordial spirit.
He had never noticed it before; but now, faced with Kaihuang's killing blow, that person within him could hold back no longer, and began to seize his flesh and his primordial spirit.
"Lord Mu was not wrong. That dao fruit is deeply strange."
As the thought crossed his mind, the dao fruit had already commanded his vital essence into dao chains that blocked Kaihuang's sword.
The Divine Emperor Langxuan's brow split open in a thin line, the sword light narrowly failing to pierce into his brain, and the dao fruit, having blocked that sword, fell silent.
The Divine Emperor Langxuan seized the chance and turned to flee at once, and as he turned, he saw the other long horn on the Void Heavenly Lord's crown cut down by a stroke of sword light.
The Void Heavenly Lord's wound was almost the same as the one she had taken in the Jade Capital City of the Ancestral Court. There Shen Mu had likewise used the same sword move to sever one of her horns.
Now Kaihuang had used the same move to sever her other horn.
Langxuan fled, and then saw the Ancestral God King overtake him at even greater speed, fleeing from behind him to ahead of him.
In that careless glance, he discovered that the sword wounds on the Ancestral God King were almost exactly the same as those Shen Mu had left on him in the Jade Capital City of the Ancestral Court.