Chapter 1592 — Nothing Left to Live For
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
The next moment, the Supreme Emperor's divine consciousness tore free of the Heavenly Emperor's body.
The reason the corner of the Supreme Emperor's eye had twitched was that he sensed a terrible peril, but before he could even react, he had already been stripped away from the Heavenly Emperor's flesh. His response could hardly be called anything but swift; at once he returned to the Dao Tree.
Yet the instant his divine consciousness moved, he suddenly felt that he was in some small way different from before. Exactly how he differed, he could not say.
But in the eyes of Shen Mu and the others, it was a different sight altogether.
The Supreme Emperor's divine consciousness was moving, and at the same time it was taking on substance.
It had a form, it had flesh, it had a soul, it had a primordial spirit.
And just like that, the Supreme Emperor went from a state of divine consciousness to a living, breathing man!
The Supreme Emperor himself did not notice the change, and still rushed headlong toward the Dao Tree.
The Dao Tree was the manifestation of the Great Way he had spent his whole life upon; the Dao Fruit was the fruit of his cultivation.
Ling Heavenly Venerable gave him a feeling of the utmost peril. Ever since this woman, with her incomplete Unchanging Divine Power, had slain him within the supreme domain of divine consciousness in the Great Void, he had regarded Ling Heavenly Venerable with the gravest attention.
He had not even scrupled to use the Heavenly Emperor's body directly to kill her!
Before this woman, he had always carried a shadow he could not shake off.
He became substantial, possessed of form—from a supreme god he became a living man. Then, from the form of a man, he evolved into a state of energy, becoming a pure body of energy.
Even as he ran, he disintegrated.
Behind him, the scattered energy of his own dissolution was blown apart by the cold, silent wind of the Ultimate Void, vanishing between heaven and earth.
This transformation of his came from the Dao patterns of the Miluo Palace, mingled with the Unchanging Divine Power; it gave an impression of unfathomable mystery and wonder, yet it roused in Taisu and Xiao Heavenly Venerable a feeling of profound dread. In that single finger-point of Ling Heavenly Venerable, they saw their own Ways, and the Ways of the other four of the Primordial Five; the Ways of the Primordial Five were transforming freely.
Ling Heavenly Venerable's cultivation might still not compare with Xiao Heavenly Venerable, Hao Heavenly Venerable and the rest, but the mastery of the Way revealed in this one blow had already exceeded their understanding! The Supreme Emperor was already the most powerful existence in this universe, and in this battle he had proven it with his own strength!
Though Ling Heavenly Venerable's strike had held an element of ambush, that one finger made them feel that they too stood in peril of annihilation! As the Supreme Emperor ran toward the Dao Tree, the pace of his disintegration grew ever faster.
When he came beside the Dao Tree, with the tree but a foot away, he stretched out his hand, a smile on his face.
The laughter grew fainter and fainter, until at last a cold, silent wind blew over it, and the Supreme Emperor's smiling face was like a beach smoothed by the waves, every trace of it wiped away.
He vanished utterly. The cold wind blew, and its sound was like a sigh.
A sigh for the fall of an invincible myth, a sigh for the passing of the old days. The Supreme Emperor was reduced to ash and scattered.
His divine consciousness no longer existed at all.
Before everyone's eyes, the leaves of the Supreme Emperor's Dao Tree began to wither and fall; leaf after yellowed leaf left the branches, dropped from the tree, spun in the cold wind, drifted, and then slowly faded into nothing.
Branch after branch too dried and grew brittle and snapped, turning to flying ash in the wind.
The Dao Tree withered, its roots rotted and dispersed.