Chapter 1841 — For the Future, a Reunion in the Past
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Seeing this, Young Master Lingxiao shouted sternly: "If you are still lost in your longing at a time like this, you will ruin everything!"
Roused by his shout, Young Master Zixiao came awake from his longing; yet by now Moon Tianzun's Zixiao Enlightenment Song had reached its crucial passage, and it shook his Dao heart, so that he could not help wanting to lay everything down and listen.
Young Master Zixiao clenched his teeth, reached out and drew his Dao sword, holding the sword in his left hand and forming a sword sign with his right, and passed two fingers along the blade.
Hiss—
Blood sprayed from the Dao sword; the two fingers of his sword sign were cut open, and Dao blood flew out along the blade, a streak of blood-light shooting toward the Chaos Hall!
Seeing this, Young Master Lingxiao rushed forward, and behind him the phantom of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall appeared; the fortieth heaven of the Dao realm transformed into a sky full of phantom gods, lending power to his spear—one thrust, as though all the deities of the past sixteen cosmic epochs had surged forth, the Dao-voice chanting aloud, making this spear of his overbearing beyond compare!
The master of the Miluo Palace was not overbearing; he was gentle as jade—and this was where the master of the Miluo Palace fell short of Young Master Lingxiao.
Young Master Lingxiao charged in with supreme overbearance; Shen Mu raised his hand and struck out—clang, a great crash—the Cosmic Bell's mouth turned toward Lingxiao; the Five Primes evolved, and the myriad Daos of heaven and earth poured forth, unfolding the vast, weathered history of a universe!
Clang—
Young Master Lingxiao's Dao spear stabbed into the bell, irresistible as a splitting bamboo, piercing through countless great Daos and innumerable star rivers and star domains; within the bell the Five Primes' Dao ran like dragons, pressing down upon the Dao spear—yet the spear pierced the Five Primes through, and at last drove into that mass of chaos-qi in the center of Shen Mu's palm.
Pff.
A spear tip emerged from the back of Shen Mu's hand trailing blood; the Dao spear pressed his palm and thrust forward, burying itself in his chest.
Young Master Lingxiao forced his steps onward, bearing the spear against Shen Mu, treading the Chaos Sea, racing with a howl, forcing him back from before the Chaos Hall.
And that streak of blood-light upon Young Master Zixiao's Dao sword flew past, just behind Young Master Lingxiao, toward the Chaos Hall.
At that same moment, a thought stirred in Shen Mu's mind, and he closed the hall doors; as the doors were about to shut, that blood-light had already flown in through the crack!
Twang, twang, twang—the sound of strings came, and the qin music within the hall broke off.
Young Master Zixiao's mind cleared at once, and a trace of sorrow showed in his eyes; suddenly his sleeve swept up his dead wife's ancient qin and he rose into the air, the great qin flying behind him as he raced with it straight after the fleeing Old Man Wuya and Young Master Wuji!
"Old Four still has not walked out from the shadow upon his Dao heart!"
Young Master Lingxiao frowned slightly. Though he had not seen that scene within the Chaos Hall, he could guess from the qin music that Zixiao's streak of sword-light had not slain Moon Tianzun outright, but had first cut her qin strings, and then slain her with a single stroke.
This was the doing of his longing for his dead wife, which kept him from striking at Moon Tianzun directly; having cut the strings, the Zixiao Enlightenment Song could no longer be played, and without the interference of the qin music, he could bring himself to deal Moon Tianzun the killing blow.
As for the shifts in Zixiao's Dao heart, Young Master Lingxiao grasped them perfectly clearly.
Suddenly, halos of reincarnation spun one after another; Shen Mu's Dao arts changed drastically, and the Sixfold Heavenly Wheel rose rumbling out of the Chaos Sea.