Chapter 1755 — Half Righteous, Half Wicked: A True Wild Scholar
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Xu Shenghua once again drove the Dao-Slaying Divine Nails all over Shen Mu's body, and the wounds at last stopped bleeding, so that he felt a little more at ease.
The Dao-Slaying Divine Nails were part of the Dao-Burial Divine Coffin, whose chief purpose was to restrain the power of the one imprisoned within, leaving him no way to escape the casket.
And when the Dao-Slaying Divine Nails were thrust into his wounds, the first thing they suppressed was the dao wound within those wounds.
With peerless divine arts the Third Young Master had left fifty wounds upon his body, and the dao wounds were exceedingly strange and hard to heal. It was precisely because of these Dao-Slaying Divine Nails that Shen Mu had awakened so soon.
Xu Shenghua had seen this too, and that was why he had advised Shen Mu to seal his wounds with the nails.
"The one who drove those nails into you drove them in altogether the wrong places."
Xu Shenghua studied one of the Dao-Slaying Divine Nails closely and said, "Had it been me, I would surely have avoided these wounds. Strange. Who would help you in such a way?"
Shen Mu did not know the reason behind it either, and mused, "Perhaps that man, though he dwells in the Heavenly Court, has his heart set on Jingping, and is a rare righteous soul."
"That must be it."
Xu Shenghua nodded and said, "As for the Ancestral Court, what do you intend to do?"
Shen Mu frowned. Though his other wounds were gone, his injuries were still extremely grave and would be slow to mend; he would have to gradually comprehend the dao arts and divine powers hidden within the dao wound, fathom its mysteries, and only then could he break it.
And that would take time.
With the strength he had now, he could not possibly deal with the upheaval at the Ancestral Court.
The upheaval at the Ancestral Court had been wrought entirely by the spirit officials of Miluo Palace, whose aim was to release those prehistoric powerhouses trapped and unable to free themselves beneath the roots of the World Tree, and to sow chaos.
The more these prehistoric powerhouses slaughtered, the stronger the blood sacrifice would grow, and in the end it would bring Miluo Palace down upon this universe!
The stowaways, contending for power, would surely set their hands against the myriad heavens and worlds, which would inevitably trigger the Third Young Master's blood sacrifice; and should any among them attain the dao and brand the Ultimate Void, that too would just as surely hasten this universe's destruction!
Therefore these prehistoric powerhouses still had to be eliminated.
Yet eliminating them would not be easy either. Just now Xu Shenghua had said that prehistoric dao-attainers had already stolen over through the roots of the World Tree, intending to storm the Heavenly Court.
In its present state, Jingping found it hard enough to fend off the Heavenly Court's assault, and had no strength to spare for those stowaways.
"Let us return to Jingping first and talk of it there."
Xu Shenghua again lifted Shen Mu up and laid him into the coffin. Shen Mu was about to struggle, but Xu Shenghua said, "This coffin was made to measure for you; it can hold down your dao wound, and is even more effective than the coffin nails. Stay inside, and you may gradually comprehend how to break the dao wound."
Shen Mu said hastily, "Do not nail the coffin shut!"
"Rest easy, I will only leave it ajar."
Xu Shenghua set the lid back on, leaving a crack, then raised the Dao-Burial Divine Coffin and set off on the road, saying, "Sect Master Shen, who was it that crossed blades with Taichu and Her Majesty the Empress in the void? His methods were formidable, and he was clever besides, borrowing the Ultimate Void to restrain Her Majesty's strength."
"That was Lord Shang."
Shen Mu said, "My wounds are grave now and I cannot see the Ultimate Void. Lord Shang faced Taichu and the Empress alone — how went the battle?"