Chapter 1657 — By Nature, a Wild and Unbridled Guest
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 4
Haotian Zun looked at that head, its face covered in a full beard—it was indeed Shi Qiluo, who must have had his head cut off by someone in the battle of Xuandu, and then been picked up by this man.
But what sent a slight chill through him was that Shi Qiluo's skull had been pried open, and the brain inside had vanished without a trace.
He looked up at the brain matrix in the sky. Shi Qiluo's brain must be in there.
Then he looked again at Xing An's chest. Just what other frightful things were hidden inside it?
"You are so wicked that even I am chilled to the bone. Mutian Zun actually dares to employ you—his boldness is truly heaven-high."
Haotian Zun could not help but exclaim in admiration, "If you were to pledge yourself to me, I could make you Palace Lord of Zaofu. Your talents—I admire them greatly."
Xing An raised his hand and drew the brain matrix back from the sky. "Cult Master Shen does not dare to use me; he dreads that I will do something beyond all bounds. The one who dares to use me is the Emperor of Jingping. Her measure is far greater than that of a petty-minded being like Cult Master Shen. I will go to the Heavenly Court; the collection there is sure to be abundant."
He closed the chest. "I have already calculated the flaws in your arts. You may now become part of my collection."
Haotian Zun's pupils constricted. Xing An had displayed the brain matrix to him and spoken so many words to him all for one purpose: to use the brain matrix to deduce the flaws in his arts from the traces of divine powers left here and the various wounds in Huotian Zun's flesh.
Now Xing An must already have deduced some flaw, and so the dagger stood revealed.
Though Haotian Zun thought exceedingly highly of himself, after coming into contact with the Jingping Reforms he had come to realize that this world abounded in people of every kind of talent.
This Xing An might well be one of them.
At that very moment, Xing An struck.
Haotian Zun gave a low shout, and a whole expanse of heavenly palaces burst forth behind his head, forming two Great Heavenly Courts. The two Great Heavenly Courts stood erect and became two Myriad Dao Heaven Wheels, one obverse and one reverse, one dark and one bright.
The perfect union of the Innate One Qi and the Great Way of Guixu.
This reincarnated body of his was only a reincarnation of a single soul-fragment; his cultivation realm still stood at the Heavenly Sea realm, poised between Yaochi and the God-Slaying Terrace. Yet by his arts alone he could contend with Lingxiao experts of the traditional realms.
Add to that his Dao realm cultivation of the thirtyfold heaven, and he could vie with beings of the Emperor Throne realm.
Of course, he was somewhat inferior to the Emperor Throne realm beings of Jingping; the Emperor Throne experts of Jingping were not many, but there were a few, and every one of them had laid a foundation of incomparable solidity.
The Jingping Reforms had a history of a hundred and thirty years, and across those hundred and thirty years the transformations in arts and divine powers had grown ever more fierce, giving birth to a whole host of elites.
Haotian Zun had entered the fray rather late, but as a Tianzun who had pioneered a realm a million years ago, his fame was no empty thing; in but a few short decades he had already become one of the strongest few beings in Jingping.
That he could slay Huotian Zun's reincarnated body without the slightest injury showed that he had the confidence and the depth to back it up.
Yet just as he urged his arts to their utmost, Xing An flew in close, and the two clashed at short range. In the instant Haotian Zun stirred his arts, Xing An pointed a finger at the very center of his Myriad Dao Heaven Wheels.