Chapter 1745 — A Youth's Chance Meeting with the Venerable Lord
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You have a chance now: return to the past cosmos, take the Master as your teacher, and quietly play your part as the Seventh Young Master, dreaming your grand dreams. Would that not be better? The only consequence of blocking our descent will be that we destroy everything you care for and cast you back into the past.
" From the Purple Cloud Hall came the Fourth Young Master's voice: "Old Seven, if you return to the past cosmos of your own accord, you may yet save face. If we throw you back, you will lose the face of the Miluo Palace's Seventh Young Master as well.
" Shen Mu laughed heartily: "You speak as though you could contend with me. Three plus four equals seven — such simple arithmetic, Old Third, Old Fourth, do you not understand it?
Even added together, you are barely a match for me. " Suddenly Taichu's expression shifted; a vast and mighty force surged from the Purple Cloud Hall, and in an instant his consciousness was shoved aside!
He heard the Fourth Young Master's voice issue from his own mouth: "Old Seven, in the art of the tongue you are indeed exceptionally gifted, but strength does not rest on words.
We have labored in the Seventeenth Epoch for six billion years; the very foundations of cultivation in this cosmos were laid by us. Strip your soldiers of the four great realms — Yujing, Lingxiao, Dizuo, and Tianting — and what capital have you left to fight us? " Empress Niangniang glanced at the possessed Taichu and Emperor Hao Tian, then suddenly burst out laughing. Emperor Hao Tian and Taichu turned their heads in unison to look at her.
Empress Niangniang lowered her head to look at her toes, twisting the tip of her right foot against the ground, and chuckled softly: "Hao'er and my late husband have both fallen too. Now the only one left qualified to contend for the throne is this old lady.
At last this old lady can do as she pleases, hee hee. .
. " Shen Mu's gaze fell on her too, and he smiled faintly, thinking: "The Empress and Yuan Mu can hardly be told apart now; they have broken my reincarnation divine power and merged completely into one.
But Lan Yutian seems to have left something remarkable inside her — something I might put to use. . . " He withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "Old Third, Old Fourth, even now can you not see that the Miluo Palace has grown decrepit?
It has rotted to the point that even the Master despairs of it, yet you still believe you can conquer the future by leaning on the Miluo Palace.
As the Seventh Young Master, I did not return to the past because you drove me to my last extremity — I returned at my leisure because I defeated you here.
You. . .
" He tapped the ground with his finger: "All of you were defeated here! " "Old Seven, it seems you will not turn back until you have dashed your head bloody! " The Fourth Young Master's power controlled Taichu's body and primordial spirit as he stepped forward; the imperial majesty of a generation's emperor spread out, and everyone's expression changed drastically, unable to tell whether this was Taichu's imperial majesty or the Fourth Young Master's!
"In cultivation, you are no match for us at all. " The Fourth Young Master stood before Shen Mu; Taichu's body was immense, and the surging imperial majesty made him seem even more imposing: "You are not yet the Seventh Young Master. You cannot stop the descent of the Miluo Palace! " Behind him, the Dao-majesty of the Purple Cloud Hall surged abruptly, pressing down upon the present age; even those who had attained the Dao trembled before it!
Shen Mu's expression did not change.
He raised his head; behind him the World Tree swayed, his Great Heavenly Court pressed down upon the World Tree, and his primordial spirit stood before the Chaos Hall, facing the Fourth Young Master's Dao-majesty directly.
"Old Fourth, you simply are not up to it. " Shen Mu said calmly: "If we fight here, do you not fear that you and I will destroy the Heavenly Court's armies?