Chapter 1635 — The Venerable One Perishes
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Lingyu Shangzun turned his head to Shen Mu and smiled: "The Seventh Young Master of the Miluo Palace?
The Seventh Young Master may serve the master of the Miluo Palace, or he may serve me.
I am not a hair inferior to the master of the Miluo Palace. " Shen Mu laughed: "The last of the Five Primes to speak in such a manner was struck down by the master of the Miluo Palace into the fourth universe era. " Lingyu Shangzun was unperturbed: "A mediocrity.
" The pressure on Hao Tianzun grew greater and greater, sweat beading thickly on his brow; suddenly he gave a great cry and, forcing himself up against Lingyu Shangzun's pressure, fled.
The instant his body moved Lingyu Shangzun struck out with a palm. Hao Tianzun abruptly tore open the sky of Youdu, and a Guixu Great Abyss appeared before him, into which he dived.
Lingyu Shangzun's palm force followed close behind and boomed into the abyss. The void quaked without cease, blood ran in torrents, and plasma seeped from the void across ten thousand li, as though Youdu itself were bleeding.
"Oh?
He has fled into the Guixu beneath Youdu? To escape death, that shows some small ability. " Lingyu Shangzun's gaze fell upon the approaching Ling Tianzun, and he smiled: "Have you come to pledge yourself to me?
" "No. " Shen Mu shook his head: "Lingyu Shangzun, she has come to see you on your way.
I told you before: if you broke faith, I would have no shortage of ways to deal with you.
Do you remember? " Lingyu Shangzun frowned.
Suddenly Shen Mu's divine art erupted, and his opening move was the Immutability divine art hurled at him!
Lingyu Shangzun raised a hand to block, and his Taichu divine art erupted; a vast and surging power swept toward Shen Mu as he said coldly: "Seventh Young Master, you have disappointed me!
" His magic power was monstrous, pressing down so that the Immutability divine art could not unleash its might at all; that vast power could even have ground Shen Mu straight into powder and rendered his Immutability divine art wholly useless! Such was the terrifying, inconceivable power of the thirty-six-fold heavenly Dao realm of the Dao of Taichu!
Shen Mu neither dodged nor evaded; he seized the Taiyi staff and held it before him, while the five fingers of his other hand swept out as though plucking a guqin. Though his fingers passed through empty air, the sound of a zither rose.
He drove Yue Tianzun's Zaiji Void to its utmost! Boom!
Lingyu Shangzun's thirty-six-fold heaven Taichu divine art came thundering in, annihilating Shen Mu's spirit treasury until only the World Tree remained; his fleshly body was all but completely destroyed, and only the hand gripping the Taiyi staff was left!
Ling Tianzun's figure appeared before Lingyu Shangzun.
She extended a finger and touched it to the point between his brows.
"What are you doing? " Lingyu Shangzun frowned and looked down at the woman; suddenly, as if awakening to something, his face turned grave: "What divine art is this?
" Ling Tianzun said: "The divine art of the Immutability of Mass and Energy, comprehended from the Dao patterns of the master of the Miluo Palace.
" Lingyu Shangzun's brows knit tight. He turned and took two steps, then suddenly his knees gave way and his body toppled, his flesh scattering, his Dao fruit crumbling.
"So I could not match him after all. .
.
" he said in a low voice.