Chapter 1787 — One Blade Sunders Yin and Yang
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
But the move laid his back utterly bare to the Boundless Elder.
However perfect, however flawless his body arts, with the Boundless Elder's strength, to gravely wound him would cost not the slightest effort.
Yet Shen Mu had no choice but to do it. "Why would your teacher listen to me, and find himself compelled to assassinate the Heavenly Capital?
" The Boundless Elder's steps were slow, and he said with ease: "He holds the myriad living beings of the world in his heart.
He is a man of unimaginable warmth of heart, and of unimaginable simplicity.
Only with such a warm heart, with a Dao-heart so pure, could he have attained such heights. I did not beguile him, nor did I play to his inclinations. I merely helped him confirm a judgment of his own. " The weight upon Shen Mu grew heavier and heavier, and his voice had turned somewhat hoarse: "What judgment did my teacher make?
" The Master of Miluo Palace as the Boundless Elder described him reminded Shen Mu of Lan Yutian — the same purity of Dao-heart, the same warm-heartedness, the same goodness.
Perhaps the Master of Miluo Palace and Lan Yutian were of the same kind, and that was why so many prodigies were unshakably loyal to him.
"When the Heavenly Capital opened heaven and earth and brought forth a new universe, it was in truth the Dao-Achievers of the Heavenly Capital who fixed the innate Dao of the Seventh-Era cosmos.
The great Daos of those Dao-Achievers became the innate Dao of that universe. " The Boundless Elder kept walking, recalling the past: "That cramped the growth of Dao arts and divine powers, and it bred other troubles besides. The Dao-Achievers of the Heavenly Capital became ancient gods, and upon the innate Dao of the Seventh Era it was all but impossible for any being to arise who was stronger than they, or whose comprehension went deeper.
This was an invisible shackle. Beyond that, the Heavenly Capital seized the greatest power in the Seventh-Era cosmos and began, with great hacking strokes, to change the rules of that universe. The Heavenly Capital made the Seventh Era its proving ground, testing their ideals. " The muscles of Shen Mu's body leapt; pressed by that force, his feet moved forward of themselves, drawing him closer and closer to the Annihilation beyond the World Tree, and in a hoarse voice he said, "Changing the rules — well and good in itself, surely, but there must have been failures. Isn't that so? " One more step forward, and he would be forced to erupt with the Heaven-Opening Chapter, to enter the Annihilation and attempt to cleave a road!
Whether the bid would succeed remained yet unknown! Abruptly, the Boundless Elder halted — and that halt was the most unbearable thing of all. "You have spoken truly.
The Dao-Achievers of the Heavenly Capital made many pioneering undertakings, but failures were the greater part.
Using the Seventh Era as their proving ground, they set off great convulsions and laid living beings waste, and so they came into conflict with the ideals of Miluo Palace.
" The Boundless Elder kept that immense pressure upon him, yet without pushing it to the point where Shen Mu must stake death itself on a desperate stroke, and said unhurriedly: "Conflict of ideals is more dreadful than right and wrong, good and evil.
In right and wrong there is truth and error; where there is error, correct it and be done. But conflicting ideals are different. When ideals clash, they must settle it in life and death.
I only told the Master of Miluo Palace that the Heavenly Capital were a band of Dao-desecrators — that their ideals were wrong, and could not be corrected. " The corners of Shen Mu's eyes twitched. He wanted to open his eyes, yet never did, going on instead with his gathering of power. The moment he opened his three sacred pupils would be the moment the force he had long stored erupted — but the Boundless Elder would give him no such opening at all. "After all, I had my own selfish ends.