Chapter 1792 — All Three Sides Wounded
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
Shen Mu was about to seize the branch let down by Taiyi's Dao Tree when a root of the World Tree suddenly coiled forth, locked about his legs, and dragged him toward the Long River of Chaos. "Not good!
" Shen Mu reached out to catch the branch of Taiyi's Dao Tree, but in the next instant he was yanked whistling downward!
Within the river Taiyi was bound fast by roots beyond counting.
The Old Man Wuya's roots had reached his chest and were about to pin his arms and throttle his neck.
This was the finest moment to slay Taiyi!
The tip of the wooden staff was keen, gathering thirty-six thousand kinds of Great Dao at its point, stabbing straight for the center of Taiyi's brow.
At the same instant Taiyi drew back both arms and held the divine axe crosswise before his brow. Ding.
The staff struck the face of the axe, and the power of the two erupted.
The Long River of Chaos shook violently, and the continent of the Ancestral Court shifted sideways once more for tens of thousands of li.
Shen Mu was about to plunge into the Long River of Chaos, but with its violent shaking he was thrown tens of thousands of li off course and did not fall into the waters.
Glancing back in haste, he saw the face of Taiyi's divine axe pierced through by the wooden staff.
Joy showed on the Old Man Wuya's face.
As the point of the staff was about to bore through Taiyi's skull, a surge of strength came through Taiyi's arms, pressing the staff down toward the Long River of Chaos below!
Within the river the Yujing City of the Ancestral Court emerged in all its splendor, and the divine powers of the Third Young Master, the Fourth Young Master, and the Hall Masters and those who have achieved the Dao of the Miluo Palace struck at the two men at precisely that moment.
The gathered strength of the Miluo Palace fell exactly upon the wooden staff and Taiyi's divine axe, and at that instant all seemed to stand still. Even the Calamity of Destruction ceased to turn, and the workings of calamity seemed to vanish in a breath.
Those who have achieved the Dao and were struggling for life within the Calamity of Destruction felt the pressure lighten at once, and in wild joy they strained with all their power to land upon the Ancestral Court. They were not those who have achieved the Dao under the Miluo Palace, nor had they taken shelter beneath the World Tree, and could cross the calamity only by their own strength.
Yet by their own strength they could never cross the Calamity of Destruction. Most were like Supreme Venerable Lingyu, vast in divine power, unwilling to submit to any man, yet unable to land in the Seventeenth Era, unable to survive the calamity of destruction and the Life Calamity, lingering on in misery within the doom.
Supreme Venerable Lingyu had used a fragment of Daluo Heaven and his own Dao fruit to enter the Seventeenth Era, abandoning nearly all of himself, keeping only a remnant consciousness within his Dao fruit, seeking to assimilate Divine Emperor Langxuan and thereby win new life.
But the others had no such fortune, and could only struggle bitterly within the calamity.
Now the clash of the three great powers had brought the calamity of destruction to a momentary halt, and they saw hope of landing.
The Ancestral Court was their other shore. Once upon that shore they could cast off the endless torment of the Calamity of Destruction.
Yet in the very instant they sought to rush forth from the calamity of destruction, a horror beyond imagining befell them. In the fleeting moment they broke free and were about to land upon the Ancestral Court, another calamity erupted!
The Creation Calamity!
When the universe is created, the might unleashed in that instant is far more dreadful than the Calamity of Destruction!
Within the calamity of destruction the Creation Calamity cannot be seen, only the Ancestral Court of the future, but in the instant one crosses the calamity of destruction to land, one enters the Creation Calamity.