Chapter 1587 — Long Parted, At Last Reunited
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Second, Yun Tianzun's primordial spirit had been delivered into the Great Luotian of Divine Consciousness; even if he came into contact with the Dao Tree and, from Taidi's divine consciousness, comprehended the Dao of divine consciousness, such pondering and cultivation would take time.
Had Taidi discovered him furtively probing his own arts, how could he have borne it? And could Yun Tianzun's endowments truly be so monstrous that within a scant span of time he cultivated Taidi's supreme Great Luotian divine consciousness, and even inspected the gaps and mended the lacks, even perceived Taidi's insufficiencies and made them whole? If so, Yun Tianzun's endowments were high indeed.
"There is one thing more.
If Taidi truly wished you dead, then you could not escape his murderous hand. " Shen Mu's eyes flickered as he looked upon his fellow Daoist's primordial spirit.
"The Dao Tree may spare you, but Taidi can kill you.
If I were Taidi, and saw endowments and talents as devilishly uncanny as yours, I would destroy you at the very first moment! " Yun Tianzun nodded: "Taidi does indeed have that means.
But.
. .
" His expression turned odd.
"The instant I touched Taidi's Dao Tree, I sensed the strangeness within the tree, and once I had found that strangeness, Taidi could no longer do away with me.
Hidden within the Dao Tree is a treasure, and it is this treasure that let Taidi brand his divine consciousness upon the Ultimate Void, and so attain the Dao, bring forth the Dao Tree, open the Dao Flower and bear the Dao Fruit. Taidi's cultivation may be said to be lodged in the Ultimate Void, yet it is rooted in this treasure.
" Shen Mu's heart stirred: "In the Ultimate Void, no treasure can exist!
What treasure could take root here and turn to soil, letting Taidi grow his Dao Tree? " Yun Tianzun raised his hand, and suddenly from the trunk of the Dao Tree emerged a holy sword. The hilt of that holy sword seemed formed of the Innate Primeval Qi, while its blade was covered with ten thousand Dao steel seals, slowly revolving within the trunk. And as the holy sword turned, from the ten thousand Dao steel seals there emerged the phantom shapes of ancient gods, phantoms wrought of divine light, great and small, ordered in harmonious array, encircling the holy sword, their bearing solemn and majestic, even ferocious and savage. "The Emperor Sword!
" Shen Mu blurted out. "Taichu's Emperor Sword!
" He had seen swords of the like: the file in the hand of the Heavenly Emperor Taichu, the file that Gu Xiao and Xiao Tianzun so often took out to rasp their fingernails. He had also seen Gu Xiao and Xiao Tianzun wield such a file, transforming it into an Emperor Sword of immense power, a sword that subdued ten thousand ages.
But there was more than one Emperor Sword; Gu Xiao's Emperor Sword had been lost in the Ancestral Court, and was not the same sword as the one in Xiao Tianzun's hand.
Could this one be the third? "It should not be Taichu's Emperor Sword.
" Shen Mu studied it closely and said doubtfully: "This Emperor Sword's might looks to exceed those two by a measure I cannot name.
More to the point, the power hidden within this Emperor Sword is of two kinds.
. .
" His expression turned stranger still.
The first kind was of course the Innate Primeval Qi; that was plain at a glance. The second was the phantom shapes of ten thousand ancient gods reflected from the ten thousand Dao steel seals.
Between the brows of those god-phantoms there was a gap, as though each ancient god had possessed a third eye, and every one of those third eyes was gone.
It gave Shen Mu the feeling that if only a Taichu divine stone were set into each of the ten thousand Dao steel seals, the third eyes of these god-phantoms would grow forth once more. For some reason, these divine stones had been taken down from the Emperor Sword.
Which is to say, the second kind of power was the Dao of divine consciousness.