Chapter 1848 — The Chaos Cauldron of the Ancestral Court
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In the Jade Capital City of the Ancestral Court, Young Master Lingxiao and Young Master Zixiao saw that Wuji was already dead, and their faces changed drastically; they hurriedly brought the Jade Capital City to a halt and at once set the blood sacrifice in motion.
The Jade Capital City had come this time to seize the moment when Shen Mu was occupied with Wuji and sweep Jingping's forces clean away, yet what they had never expected was that Shen Mu would defeat and kill Wuji so swiftly, so neatly, so cleanly. "Push the blood sacrifice with all your strength!
" At the command of the two Young Masters, countless shards of Great Luo Heaven blazed with light; one hexagonal pillar after another thrust upward, growing ever thicker and more massive; countless runes kindled, and the whole Ancestral Court was wrapped in the radiance of the blood sacrifice.
But to their surprise, Shen Mu made no move to interfere with the blood sacrifice, letting them perform it as they pleased. "Can it be that he truly holds such absolute certainty that he can take us all in a single net?
" The faces of the two Young Masters were heavy.
From the manner in which Shen Mu had killed Wuya and slain Wuji, his strength had grown by leaps and bounds over these three and a half billion years, yet he was still a shade inferior to the standard of a Young Master.
To rely on his strength and Jingping's to wipe out the Jade Capital City was all but impossible! "The Seventh Young Master's spirit has already taken on something of our teacher's bearing.
But be that as it may, this battle must never be lost, and can never be lost!
" The blood sacrifice of the Jade Capital City unfolded in full, drawing on the vast and surging energies released by the deaths of Wuya and Wuji, exchanging with the mass-energy of the past; within the Jade Capital City, rays of light kindled one after another, and Dao-attainers and Hall Masters descended without cease!
At the same time, Young Master Zixiao and Young Master Lingxiao drew ever closer to their full descent. As though fearing that the energy for their descent might not be enough, the Dao-attainers of Shen Mu and Jingping went on wiping out the followers of Old Man Wuya, so that more of the Jade Capital City's Dao-attainers could descend into the Ancestral Court at their ease.
In the sky, the Sea of Chaos subsided.
Shen Mu stepped down and came into the midst of the battlefield. Beneath Old Man Wuya there had been countless mighty ones, among them beings to rival Hall Masters, but now they were leaderless.
Jingping had many mighty ones; of Hall Master rank alone there were more than ten, Xu Shenghua, Lan Yutian, Kaihuang Shen Ye, Taishi, Jiang Baigui, Xing'an, Shen Fengqing, Lord Youtian, Hua Xuanxiu, the Divine King Sishen and others. In this battle, the outcome was settled without Shen Mu needing to lift a hand.
Shen Mu waited quietly. The ferocity of this battle surpassed all imagining.
Old Man Wuya's followers did not fight to the death where they stood; they fled toward other parts of the Ancestral Court, spreading the battlefield across the whole of it, making this purge far more troublesome.
Even with Shen Fengqing, Tiangong, Lady Tianyin, Master Dan and the rest, Jingping's mighty ones could not avoid deaths and wounds.
Still Shen Mu did not intervene, letting them do as they would. More than ten years later, the purge finally came to a close.
The Golden Ship of Salvation bore them all back and came to hover outside the Jade Capital City of the Ancestral Court.
Shen Mu stood at the prow.
Within the Jade Capital City, the blood sacrifice had reached its end; the radiance of the sacrifice in the sky gradually dimmed, and the beams of Dao-light from the past cosmos grew fainter one by one.