Chapter 1598 — Burning the Body as an Offering to Heaven
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 4
"Shut your mouth, slut!" Her Highness the Empress was furious, her black hair flying.
Lady Yuanmu, at the back of her head, giggled. "I am a slut — and what are you? You are a slut too! I only slept with our brother-in-law, only one brother-in-law — but in these million years, how many kept men have you raised? How many pretty boys?"
She mocked, "Line up all those pretty boys of yours, and I daresay they would stretch from the Southern Heavenly Gate to the Northern Heavenly Gate!"
"Slut!"
"You are the slut!"
Cold air kept rising in Gong Tianzun's heart. She quietly stepped back a pace — but behind her was the Great Abyss of Guixu.
She did not know what had happened to the Empress, but she could see that the Empress's situation was dire indeed — and her own was worse!
The voices of the Empress and Yuanmu argued for a while, then suddenly fell silent again. Her Highness the Empress bowed her head, her hair veiling her face so that none could see it.
From her mouth came two different women's voices. One chuckled low. "We sisters have fought for so many years — aren't we tired of it? Come to think of it, to fight so long over one stinking man is truly shameful."
"Yes."
The other voice said, "And the stinking man lives well enough, while we tear at each other's faces and wound our sisterhood."
Her Highness the Empress slowly raised her head. It was the same face as before, but the mole at the center of her brow had split into two colors, red and black, each taking half.
Shen Mu poked his head out of the Myriad Dao Heavenly Wheel. At this sight he could not help but shiver, and quietly drew back — but there was nowhere to retreat; behind him was the Great Abyss of Guixu!
From the Empress's mouth came Lady Yuanmu's voice, full of temptation. "With strength like ours, why should we pledge ourselves to this one or that one? Why not make ourselves the Heavenly Emperor? Whichever man catches our eye, we simply take him."
Her Highness the Empress said, "You have a point. Even the Earth Earl cannot beat us. There is indeed no need for us to squabble over one stinking man."
She seemed to be talking to herself, giving off a feeling of utter madness. "We should first kill the Ten Celestial Venerables — and here before us is one..."
Hearing this, Gong Tianzun struck at once, hurling herself at the Empress, her voice shrill. "Consort Yan, you have gone mad—"
Boom!
The Empress raised a hand and struck; all of Guixu shook violently. The next moment Gong Tianzun lay on her back on the ground, still unable to collect her wits.
Nearly all her bones were broken, and her heavenly palace and heavenly court were battered to ruin.
Yet strangely, Her Highness the Empress did not strike her again.
After a long while, Gong Tianzun suppressed her injuries, roused the Mystic Art of Creation to knit her broken bones, struggled to her feet, and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.
Only then did she notice that Her Highness the Empress was raising an enormous furnace at the edge of Guixu, furtively urging Dao fire to heat it until it glowed red.
"Shh—"
Her Highness the Empress turned her face to her and made a gesture for silence, then whispered with a smile, "Elder sister is asleep. That little slut has finally fallen asleep. I am refining a divine furnace, to refine that little slut into a miracle elixir."
Her eyes glittered with excitement; she muttered and mumbled to herself, the very picture of a villain doing villainy.
Gong Tianzun saw what the furnace was made of — was it not Hao Tianzun's Myriad Dao Heavenly Wheel?
That supreme treasure of Hao Tianzun's was of extraordinary power, possessing seventy-two heavenly palaces, front and reverse, and one hundred and sixteen treasure halls, front and reverse; yet now this madwoman had hacked the supreme treasure to pieces and was using it as material to refine a treasure!