Chapter 1832 — Sudden Turmoil in Guixu
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 4
If Miluo Palace's two Young Masters were to descend, how terrifying would that be? But they had still overestimated the combat strength of Miluo Palace's Young Masters, and underestimated the Boundless Elder's strength. Shen Mu relied on the Guixu Lotus and the World Tree rooted in the Chaos Rivers, borrowing the power of the Calamities of Destruction of sixteen cosmic eras—only thus could he contend with the Boundless Elder. With such borrowed power, he was not weaker than Young Master Zixiao or Young Master Lingxiao.
As for the Boundless Elder, it was because Shen Mu had sealed the ancestral court—even the thirty-six layers of void were sealed—so that in the ancestral court, if one wished to achieve the Dao, to imprint the ultimate void, there was only one road: cultivating the ancestral court's Dao realm system. In today's ancestral court, none of the powerhouses under the Boundless Elder could achieve the Dao through the traditional Dao realm and Dao tree system, and so the Boundless Elder's strength could never recover to its peak. Had it been the Boundless Elder at his peak, he would absolutely have been the mightiest of beings, able to stand as an equal against the master of Miluo Palace.
Of course, the difference from today's Boundless Elder was merely that he could hold out a few more moves before being beaten to death by the master of Miluo Palace—but that too was a remarkable achievement.
Xu Shenghua invited them into the golden hall. "And recently, there have been strange movements over at Guixu. Guixu is growing more and more unstable, erupting from time to time—very bizarre.
That is why Cult Master Shen planted his Guixu Lotus on the Sea of Chaos, to temporarily suppress it.
" Everyone recalled the Guixu Lotus and its leaves they had seen when they first entered the ancestral court, and their hearts stirred. Guixu appeared to have vanished, but in truth it had transformed into the sky of the ancestral court. Shen Mu, with his own self-devised mana and divine abilities, had turned out the Sea of Chaos within Guixu and planted his Guixu Lotus upon that sea—indeed suppressing something. "Poor little Shen," Granny Zhu sighed.
The golden hall was filled everywhere with texts compiled by Xu Shenghua and Lan Yutian.
Xu Shenghua and Lan Yutian were the founders of the ancestral court's Dao realm system, and their innate gifts and comprehension were of the highest order; Taiyi had praised them as god-men and supreme men.
The prehistoric Dao arts and divine abilities they sorted out were all transformed into Dao arts and divine abilities of the ancestral court's Dao realm system. In this way, they were made easy for Jingping's divine ability users and god-men to understand.
Had it been Shen Mu instead, he might not have had their caliber of innate gifts, comprehension, and patience. The texts in the golden hall were exceedingly numerous, enough for Granny Zhu and the others to study and comprehend for a long time.
Xu Shenghua left them to comprehend them gradually, and himself walked out of the golden hall to see Shen Mu. Shen Mu was still studying the fruits of Jingping's reforms over these three thousand years. He read very quickly, drawing nourishment from the reforms, striving not to fall behind the times—most diligent.
Xu Shenghua looked at the Cosmic Bell hanging before his Chaos Hall. The Bell had been forged in recent years: they had gathered the Dao weapons of prehistoric powerhouses, refined them, and using Shen Mu's cultivation methods and divine abilities as the prototype, forged this Bell.