Chapter 1138 — The Broken Sword Duel
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" "Then you may try to see what level of battle power a true Heavenly Venerate ought to have. " Shen Mu looked at his back and said, "But then again, this may be the last move you ever make. " Jing Baichuan suddenly raised his hand, and at the same time Shen Mu stepped forward.
The broken sword at his waist leaped from its sheath of its own accord, shot forward, and landed in his grasp.
Jing Baichuan raised his palm to its utmost and abruptly spun around.
Thunder and lightning reappeared in the sky, and the precious seal came down like adamant, a seal crashing straight at Shen Mu! His blood and qi seethed, turning into a monstrous sea of blood across the sky; the precious seal passed through the sea of blood, and the dragon talismans and phoenix ciphers were dyed blood-red!
Radiance blazed around him, ten thousand Daos wound about his body, and his celestial palace materialized: the Southern Heavenly Gate rose from the ground, heavenly avenues and heavenly markets sprang up in succession, and great hall after great hall was brought into being in an instant, while the Jade Capital towered high beneath Lingxiao Hall.
His physical form was vast and majestic, and behind it rose the still vaster and more towering Lingxiao Treasure Hall!
"In my celestial palace, all is my domain! " His palm swept down, and his voice was like thunder: "I stand on ground that cannot be felled! " Yet what met it was the broken sword in Shen Mu's hand.
The broken sword slashed through the wind, transformed into a long saber, and with a tearing hiss, a blade-light ten thousand zhang long split the blood-dyed seal apart!
The blade-light fell, and the Southern Heavenly Gate divided neatly into two halves!
The long saber vanished, and Shen Mu thrust his sword forward. In Jing Baichuan's celestial palace, one palace after another tore apart and crumbled into ruin!
It was Shen Mu's third form of the Tribulation Sword—Answering Tribulation!
The Answering Tribulation Sword was a Dao sword that cut down one's own celestial palace and divine treasuries to bring upon oneself the appointed tribulation, and also a Dao sword that cut down another's celestial palace and divine treasuries to bring upon them the same tribulation!
Jing Baichuan could only see the rolling torrent of sword-light sweep up one divine hall and great palace after another.
His celestial palace was shattering and perishing, and within Shen Mu's sword-light, even the waters of his Jasper Lake were evaporating into vapor! Jing Baichuan bellowed, and suddenly more celestial palaces surged forth—with his main celestial palace, there were five in all, and in each of the other four stood towering projections of primordial spirits!
Those four primordial spirits stirred up the Grand Daos of the four celestial palaces and attacked Shen Mu all at once! He had cultivated five Imperial Throne arts, each of them brought to the Jade Capital realm and then fused into a single whole with complete understanding—truly extraordinary talent and insight.
The divine abilities erupting from the five celestial palaces were each different. As one of the White Emperor's ablest generals, he had naturally also cultivated the White Emperor's Azure Blood Rusted Banner Sutra, and besides that, his other Imperial Throne arts were anything but trivial.
However, the primordial spirits in his four other celestial palaces were not true primordial spirits—only projections of his main primordial spirit.
For many ages now, the Heavenly Court had never obtained the Red Emperor's Tri-Origin Undying Divine Sense, and therefore could not cultivate true primordial spirits in the other celestial palaces, which circumscribed the achievements of the other Imperial Throne arts. Shen Mu's Answering Tribulation sword-light roared past the obstruction of the four celestial-palace primordial spirits like an onrushing flood.