Chapter 1843 — A Brand-New Lord of the Divine Dao
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Lord Haotian's heart pounded wildly.
No one else knew of the numbers in his eyes, yet Kaihuang Shen Ye seemed able to see them — truly bizarre.
What made his heart quail even more was that the number before his eyes had fallen to zero, becoming a string of noughts!
Could it be that his day of death had truly come?
"You are already a dead man. I have no interest in killing a dead man. " Kaihuang Shen Ye slid his sword back into its sheath, turned around, and walked with his back to him toward the other battlefields: "I once thought that of all the heroes under heaven there were only two, myself and you, Haotian.
I never expected that when I rose again from the east, you would have fallen so low.
When I wished to do away with you myself, you were already a dead man.
" Lord Haotian flew into a rage: "What do you mean, already a dead man? Shen Ye, I am alive and perfectly well!
" The words had scarcely left his mouth when suddenly a divine ability came from nowhere and struck his body! The might of that divine ability was enormous, and it came abruptly, without the slightest omen, striking him squarely on the forehead — precisely at the place of the sword wound Shen Mu had left ninety-three years before!
Lord Haotian's head burst apart with a thunderous roar.
Though he had attained the Dao through force, and had trained and studied diligently all these years, comprehending the insights into the Hongmeng runes grasped by the Dao-attainers of Miluo Palace, he still could not withstand the power of that blow!
Lord Haotian's skull shattered, his primal spirit blasted out of his body, and he was both shocked and furious — his primal spirit too had been wounded.
Yet how could a being as formidable as he simply die like that?
His Great Luo Heaven had already manifested, his Dao tree had already taken form, his Dao fruit had already been born; mighty beyond measure as that blow was, it could not take his life! "Is this all the Seventh Young Master has?
" He was just about to regenerate his body when suddenly those divine abilities from nowhere blotted out the sky, tens of thousands of them, of every kind that Dao-attainers wield, endlessly transforming, and drowned him! No two of those abilities were alike; each contained the ultimate attainment of a great Dao, and the number of Daos they touched was so vast that not only could Lord Haotian not recognize them all — most likely even the Young Masters of Miluo Palace could not recognize them all!
Boom!
Lord Haotian's Great Luo Heaven was shattered, his Dao fruit pulverized, his Dao tree disintegrated, his primal spirit reduced to flying ash, and his body annihilated outright amid that sky-blotting torrent of divine abilities, not a trace remaining! Those divine abilities were not Shen Mu's; they came from the Old Man Wuya.
Ninety-three years earlier, in the Battle of Guixu, the Old Man Wuya had attacked Shen Mu.
The World Tree hung with thousands upon thousands of Dao fruits; its branches danced and became his countless arms, unleashing the great divine abilities of countless Dao-attainers. When those great divine abilities struck at Shen Mu, they were blocked by his incomplete Thirty-Six Heavens of the Dao Realm, and fell into sixteen long rivers of chaos.
In the long ages that followed, those great divine abilities of the Old Man Wuya would cross the rivers of chaos one by one, traversing endless time, arriving at Shen Mu's side each in its turn.
But Shen Mu had no such patience as to deal with them one by one, and so, when he forged the Wheel of Six Paths from chaos stone, together with that sword strike aimed at Young Master Lingxiao, he sent all of the Old Man Wuya's divine abilities to this very day, ninety-three years later. Those divine abilities of the Old Man Wuya would, on this day ninety-three years later, appear at the site of Young Master Lingxiao's sword wound.