Chapter 1752 — The Sovereign Lord Falls
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We can only walk this single road to the end of the dark. If the Heavenly Court wins, well and good — the histories will be written by us. If it loses — heh heh — the curses of ages to come.
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" The two Taiji Ancient Gods, each at the head of one of the two great hosts — the Heavenly River Army and the Heavenly Court's Divine Army — marched in two columns, left and right, at a distance of three thousand li from the ground where Shen Mu sat in dominion; and the Great Yang Lord and the Great Yin Lord remained at the center of their hosts, watching Shen Mu's movements from one instant to the next. There sat Shen Mu, head bowed, without a single stir. Then, all at once, Shen Mu's divine treasury domain vanished wholly — not the least breath of his aura remained! "A report, my lords!
" A divine general came hurrying: "Lord Mu is dead! " The Great Yin Lord and the Great Yang Lord received the word almost in the same breath, and could not but rejoice — yet doubt stirred in their hearts all the same. The two looked toward Shen Mu, and saw that his mortal body had all at once poured blood in torrents, turning into a very sea of blood, with Shen Mu's corpse seated in the midst of it; within the blood sea purple vapors churned and surged, and chaos-breath spread thick and wide.
Shen Mu's World Tree and his Guixu Lotus were still there — but of his aura there was truly not a trace!
"Is Lord Mu truly dead?
" The two Lords dared not affirm it.
"It is a sham!
" The Heavenly Emperor Haotian stood before the great hall of his detached palace and laughed aloud, crying in a harsh voice: "Mu, you old dog — think not that you can deceive Us! "