Chapter 1666 — Burying the Great Dao
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Before each treasure hall stood the phantom of a Dao-attainer, and they were terrible in their power; standing there, their figures seemed to pierce through universe after universe, through time and space, enduring countless eons without extinction. Their Dao seemed capable of existing forever, never perishing; even if the universe were destroyed and the Great Canopy Heaven shattered, their Dao would endure eternal!
Their power spanned destruction kalpa after destruction kalpa, descending into this era, and for that a medium was required. Even for a young lord of the Miro Palace, for his power to descend into a future age, a medium was needed.
When the Fourth Young Lord of the Miro Palace slew the Opening Emperor, his medium had been the Haotian Venerable, who drew his lute string from a past universe and tethered it to a creation divine artifact; only thus could the Fourth Young Lord's divine power reach the Nether Capital and strike down the Opening Emperor. Shen Mu had cultivated their treasure halls, refining the seventy-two halls, and the seventy-two halls were the mediums of the seventy-two Dao-attainers of the Jade Capital of the Ancestral Court.
The seventy-two treasure halls allowed their power to descend, allowed them to strangle Shen Mu's path to attaining the Dao! And yet.
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"Within my God-Store Universe, you are all nourishment!
All of you are but a trial on my path to attaining the Dao!
" Shen Mu's voice came, accompanied by violent fluctuations; the fourth Dao-attainer's phantom was twisted by his divine power into a fried dough twist and cast into the Guixu, where it was instantly ground to pieces and devoured by the Guixu Abyss. His Dao tree projection was likewise shattered and absorbed by Shen Mu's World Tree.
Shen Mu's primordial spirit straightened its robes and continued onward.
There was no mistake.
In his eyes, these Dao-attainers who blocked his way were merely a trial to aid his attainment of the Dao.
He had indeed borrowed the power of these Dao-attainers to cultivate the seventy-two treasure halls; he had indeed given the seventy-two Dao-attainers an opening.
But for him, this was also an excellent opportunity. So long as he refined and absorbed all these Dao-attainer projections, refined and absorbed their Dao tree and Dao fruit projections, the seventy-two halls of the Jade Capital would no longer be a trap for him!
He could take complete control of the power of the Jade Capital's seventy-two halls, make it his own, and have no more worries behind him! This trial was of the utmost importance; no matter what, he had to succeed!
"Seventh Young Lord, to you this is a trial, but to us, this is an interception that concerns our future, that concerns the survival of the Jade Capital and the continuation of the civilizations of sixteen universe-eras!
" Before the Pixaing Hall, a familiar figure appeared ahead of Shen Mu.
He was like a schoolmaster, gentle and refined; two Dao fruits hung upon his Dao tree, and there was also a blooming Dao flower. The Dao flower had not yet borne fruit.
Though his face could not be seen clearly, Shen Mu knew who he was. He was the Miro Palace Primordial Sage, master of the Pixaing Hall.
The Miro Palace Primordial Sage had already died at the hands of the Ten Heavenly Venerables; the one appearing before Shen Mu was the Miro Palace Primordial Sage of a past universe-era, when he had still been alive.
He was a mighty existence who had lived through three universe-eras, his strength by no means ordinary; his phantom was hazy and indistinct, his power transmitted from the sixteenth era of the universe, so mighty that it distorted time and space.
The Miro Palace Primordial Sage bowed deeply, his voice booming and reverberating: "Primordial Sage pays his respects to the Seventh Young Lord!