荒墟牧神 - 第1696章 景平帝師絕倫 - 墨香閣

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Chapter 1725 — The Peerless Imperial Preceptor of Jingping

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The Eastern Emperor, because he had once been an ancient god, had in a past incarnation cultivated the Divine Treasury Heavenly Palace system; but this body of his was merely a divine weapon forged by a creation artifact, and so he did not drive any cultivation method.

Ancient gods are mighty by birth, and grasp the great Dao by birth; the Eastern Emperor divine weapon had been forged in the likeness of his body, and was exceedingly compatible with his own great Dao — hence he had no need to drive any cultivation method either!

Boom — In the instant the two collided, the sea boiled; their strength proved evenly matched. The Eastern Emperor laughed: "You are indeed still a shit-wiping stick.

I have only just been reborn, and already I have the strength to contend with you; had I been in my prime, crushing you would have been like crushing an ant.

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" Before his words had fallen, behind the Cyan Emperor countless enormous roots flew and danced, turning into wooden fists, and with bang after bang, who knew how many blows, they hammered the Eastern Emperor's face, deforming it, knocking loose who knew how many of his dragon teeth! The Eastern Emperor was blasted away, his head ringing; from the corner of his eye he glimpsed countless tentacles whirling beneath the Cyan Emperor's feet — those were his roots.

His roots stretched into the sea, weaving ceaselessly beneath the water like wooden swimming dragons, racing swiftly in pursuit of him!

"This fellow is far more ferocious than when he was the so-called finest Imperial Throne divine weapon under heaven! A pity this body of mine is not my true body, but only a divine weapon modeled on it. .

. " The Eastern Emperor spat out the broken teeth in his mouth and urged the power of his body, and suddenly sensed that within this Eastern Emperor divine weapon there were, astonishingly, the imprints of heavenly palaces, one after another.

He was stunned.

When Jingping had forged the Eastern Emperor divine weapon, he had actually refined the Imperial Throne cultivation methods of eight dragon races into imprints and fused them into the weapon!

Such an art of refining artifacts was unprecedented, surpassing the Heavenly Court and the Kaihuang era by who knew how much! Who could it be that possessed such unfathomable skill in artifact refinement?

One could well imagine that this person's refining had reached a fineness so exquisite it approached the level of the Dao itself! The Eastern Emperor at once urged the vast vital essence within his body to circulate along those heavenly palace imprints, and suddenly a wildly violent aura burst forth from him; heavenly palaces rose from his body into the air, one after another, and his power swelled violently!

The Eastern Emperor landed on the sea's surface, treading the ocean, steadying himself.

Boom, boom, boom — violent tremors came from the sea floor; the Cyan Emperor's enormous roots, one after another, were forcibly suppressed by his magic power!

The Cyan Emperor charged forward; the two most eminent deities of the age clashed, fighting until heaven and earth went dark, while on either side drums clamored and shook the sky, the soldiers of Jingping and of the Eastern Heaven each beating drums to urge on the battle! Though the Eastern Emperor had discovered the marvel of this divine weapon, he had after all never cultivated these dragon-race Imperial Throne methods, and his command of magic power was not nimble; he remained at a disadvantage, suffering again and again.

The Cyan Emperor's strength exceeded his expectations, and his vitality was truly terrifying — severed limbs regrew, a severed head regrew too, and his Dao of Creation was peerless, healing any wound in an instant, deeper than his own! The Eastern Emperor Azure Dragon was the god of qi and blood; of all the ancient gods under heaven, his qi and blood were the most abundant.