Chapter 1754 — The Ancients Invade, the Heavenly Palace Topples
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
" At once the soldiers roused the formation, and power close to Hong Tianzun's peak flooded forth.
The grand array stirred to life and became a single long strike of the Hong, a wing that shocked the world, cleaving through layer upon layer of void and cutting toward the thirty-third!
That world-shocking wing split the thirty-three layers as easily as dry rot, yet within the thirty-third layer of void, the man named Xu Shenghua and the Dao-Burying Divine Coffin had vanished without a trace!
Not one of them had marked when Xu Shenghua took the Dao-Burying Divine Coffin and left. Cold sweat poured down Bian Yanfei's brow, every hope in his heart turned to ash, and he murmured: "The Feather Forest Guard is finished.
All finished. . .
" This time the Feather Forest Guard had been charged with conveying Mu Tianzun's coffin to the Ancestral Court to be sunk in the river, and never had they imagined such a thing would happen on the road; if he went back, there would be no way to answer to the Haotian Emperor. In the Haotian Emperor's fury, who knew how many heads would fall!
"What do I do? What do I do?
" Bian Yanfei clutched at his hair, and all at once his composure broke; he burst into loud weeping. Amid the starry sky, Xu Shenghua circled the Dao-Burying Divine Coffin twice, then suddenly laughed: "Sect Master Shen, is it comfortable in there?
" It was hard for him to show a smile before others, yet before Shen Mu's coffin he could not help laughing aloud, and he looked exceedingly glad.
No sound came from the divine coffin, but Xu Shenghua held no worry for Shen Mu's safety; he studied the Dao-Burying Divine Coffin closely.
"This divine coffin is no coffin at all; it is more like a seal, sealing a mighty being within.
" He walked around the coffin, stopping and starting, studying it minutely: "This is no dao art or divine power of our universe.
It must come from prehistoric times; a truly highly developed civilization, to create a seal of such exquisite perfection.
Yet the most powerful part of this coffin lies not in the coffin itself, but in these coffin nails.
Strange, why are the coffin nails driven into the coffin boards?
" Xu Shenghua was deeply perplexed. Having observed so long, he had discerned many subtleties of the Dao-Burying Divine Coffin. Though he could not in so short a time comprehend the prehistoric dao arts it held, he could grasp in general the overall conception of this sealing divine power. As he understood it, the coffin nails were not meant to be driven into the edges of the coffin boards; their purpose was not to seal the coffin shut.
The true function of the coffin nails must be to nail the one within the coffin to the coffin itself!
That is to say, when driving the nails, one must drive them in through all six walls of the coffin. "Five nails for the head, driven through the crown; fourteen nails for the feet, seven stars at the soles. Sixteen nails for the hands, piercing the five fingers' five elements, the palms and the wrists.
" Counting them out one by one, he found the coffin nails must further be driven into the brow to lock the divine treasury, and into the Yingxiang, the throat, the heart, the Huagai, the dantian, the sea of qi, and every other such place.
Motley and various, all told, some hundred nails were needed.
One need only drive a hundred nails through the coffin into these places on Shen Mu's flesh, and Shen Mu would be locked to the coffin, all his dharma power, divine arts and transformations bound, sealed in the state he held at the moment he was shut inside.
Do this, and none could escape; a scheme vicious beyond words! Yet the one who drove the nails had thought he was nailing the coffin boards, and so every nail had gone in wrong, not a single one in its proper place!