Chapter 1657 — By Nature, a Wild and Unbridled Guest
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
In that moment Haotian Zun felt a hairline flaw appear in the working of his arts, which turned slightly sluggish; the two Myriad Dao Heaven Wheels that had been perfectly combined at once came into conflict. The two different forces collided, heavenly palace after heavenly palace smashed into one another, and there was a vague tendency for each pair to destroy itself.
Before he could find where the flaw had appeared, Xing An had already chopped a palm toward the center of his brow.
Haotian Zun's Dao-realm divine power erupted. Boom, boom, boom—thirty layers of Myriad Dao Heaven Wheels in succession, each borrowing the force of the next, blossomed forward in overlapping waves. This strike had once forced Shen Mu, upon the River of Chaos in the Jade Capital of the Ancestral Court, to retreat too late, driven by a single move onto the Chaos River.
Yet Xing An gave it a light flick, and the heaven-wheel divine power that borrowed force from force at once turned to mutual countering; they collided and annihilated one another.
Haotian Zun was startled. Xing An's mana was far more vigorous than that of this reincarnated body of his, and his arts and divine powers were more bizarre and unfathomable still.
Xing An had found only one flaw in his arts, but that single flaw was already enough to be fatal.
In his flurry, Xing An's palm had already chopped down upon the center of his brow.
His primordial spirit was violently shaken and tumbled out of his body.
Swish, swish, swish—steel needles pricked into his body one after another, barring his primordial spirit outside.
Xing An reached out to seize his primordial spirit, seeking to capture his soul and spirit. Haotian Zun laughed coldly, and his primordial spirit flew up toward the heavens beyond. "I am a Heavenly Emperor; are my soul and spirit things you can lay your hands on?"
Xing An flicked his fingers in rapid succession, and Haotian Zun's primordial spirit was at once stripped, spirit from soul. His heart gave a start. "A monstrous fiend of Jingping."
He hurriedly drew back his own soul, while his other soul and spirit were scooped up in a sleeve by Xing An.
"I will find the flaws in my arts and cut you into ten thousand pieces." The voice of one of Haotian Zun's souls came from beyond the heavens.
Xing An paid it no heed, but gathered up the remaining soul and spirit-fetus of Haotian Zun's reincarnated body and stored them away in the chest.
"By then, I should have found still more flaws in your arts."
His vital essence, like blades and like threads, dissected Haotian Zun's reincarnated body with fine precision, and a gleam of exhilaration came into his eyes.
The chest bounced about with a clatter, clatter, as though urging him on.
Xing An looked up, rolled up the reincarnated body of Haotian Zun, which had already been unfolded layer upon layer, and placed it in the chest. He said, "You are right; I must not be too shocking to the world. Cult Master Shen is petty-minded—if he knew I did such things in broad daylight, he would certainly make things hard for me. Let us go back..."
"By the way, could Cult Master Shen spare me a piece of his brain? It can regenerate anyway. What do you think... I think not either. He is a very stingy man..."