荒墟牧神 - 第745章 波濤劍影似虯 - 雲海書庫

m pass on the dharma in Heavenly Lord Yu's stead, I felt a certain admiration for him." The ancient god Celestial Hearing hesitated. "Then how shall we account for him?" The ancient god Terrestrial Sight also hesitated. "Hear nothing, see nothing. Play deaf and blind. We never saw him, and we know nothing of his transformation into Heavenly Lord Yu." "Exactly. Whatever happened here, we know nothing of it at all." Their council concluded, the two ancient gods immediately rose and departed. Above the sea, demigod after demigod roamed the air and wandered over the water, sealing off the place. Around Heavenly Lord Hao stood demigods as well, ringing him in protection. "Heavenly Lord Yu, are you determined to tear all pretense away?" Heavenly Lord Hao sighed and smiled. "You know what I am, where I come from. You cannot touch me. You have suffered a loss, but you must swallow it." "Heavenly Lord Yu, withdraw." Before him, a demigod with tiger whiskers and dragon scales swayed, revealing a half-human, half-divine form, and said mildly: "You have been somewhat worsted, but you are not dead. You are a genius; you ought to be able to see clearly what the situation is now." "Indeed." Another demigod likewise took half-human, half-divine form and laughed: "When you died in the Winding Corridor Pavilion, you should have understood that you cannot contend with Heavenly Lord Hao. Do you not remember why you could never escape the Winding Corridor Pavilion? Do you not remember who sealed it with his magic power?" Yet another demigod took half-human, half-divine form and laughed: "You may be a genius of the human race, honored as a Heavenly Lord, blessed by the ancient gods, but in the end you are only human. It was that being who had us seal the Winding Corridor Pavilion, so that heaven would not answer you and earth would not respond." Another demigod stepped forward, smiling: "Humans are frail by nature. Even if you have cultivated the Heavenly Palace, you cannot be a match for a demigod. Break the taboo by force, and you will only die here a second time! And this time, you will never come back to life!" Heavenly Lord Hao, his face all smiles, said, "Heavenly Lord Yu..." Shen Mu had not spoken for a long while. Suddenly he cut him off: "Should you not call me father and elder brother?" Heavenly Lord Hao roared with laughter. "Call you father and brother? Are you worthy? Do you know who my father is? Who my brother is..." Boom! Shen Mu took a single step; the sea's surface burst apart. Heavenly Lord Hao was startled, and suddenly all before his eyes went dark. "So fast!" He was surrounded by demigods, followers he had chosen with the greatest care; every one of them was exceedingly powerful, and some were even stronger than he. He too was a demigod, of a nobler bloodline than the rest, and once he came into his growth his strength would far surpass theirs. But he was still only young, while the demigods who followed him were older and stronger. Yet with that single step, Shen Mu's shape came before him like a ghost or a demon, leaving the other demigods no time to react. The darkness before his eyes was not the sky abruptly dimming: it was Shen Mu's fist blotting out his entire field of vision. Heavenly Lord Hao's face contorted. Shen Mu's fist smashed into it; he heard the sound of his own nose bridge breaking, heard his brow ridge split, and in the next instant heard the crisp crack of his own ribs giving way. That was the first rib. Then the second, and the third. Even as Shen Mu's fist landed on his face, his knee had already slammed heavily into his ribs. The two forces erupted at once. Heavenly Lord Hao flew backward, and still he could see nothing at all. Crack. He bounced high, struck the water's surface, bounced again, and fell again. "You dare!" Only then did the demigods react. The tiger-whiskered, dragon-scaled demigod roared in fury; the divine blood in his body boiled, his divine power climbing rung by rung as though about t