Chapter 506 — Blow After Blow Against the Ancestral Masters

"This is... the source of the first move in Li Zheng's sword diagram! Li Zheng's Sword Treads Mountains and Rivers was transformed from this very move of Ancestral Master Yishan's—from divine ability to sword art. Li Zheng truly is a genius!"

Elated beyond measure, Shen Mu could not help but let out a long, ringing whistle. "True Dragon Overlord Body!"

Too elated!

He had suffered many setbacks at the hands of Li Zheng's Sword Treads Mountains and Rivers. When he first learned that move, he had lost to Li Zheng again and again. Now his vision and insight far surpassed what he had been then—yet facing the origin of Sword Treads Mountains and Rivers, it seemed he had returned to the days of exchanging and countering moves with Li Zheng.

So elated that he involuntarily roused the True Dragon Overlord Body. His vital essence surged and swelled, and every strand that spilled from his body took a different dragon shape.

The True Dragon Overlord Body was the mightiest flesh-body divine ability he had comprehended, fusing the dragon clan's cultivation methods from the True Dragon Lair with the Mystic Body Three-Cinnabar Art. His vital essence became dragon essence, shaking the space around him, forming all manner of strange dragon-shaped patterns like talismans and charms, lighting up again and again upon his skin!

With a flesh-body divine ability, he opposed a spell divine ability!

Shen Mu charged recklessly, treading the mountains and rivers, heading straight for Human Emperor Yishan more than ten li away!

Boom, boom, boom!

His fists and feet opened wide and swept far. At a single movement of his body, dozens and hundreds of true dragons whirled around him in dance, dragon roars rolling vast, shattering the mountains and rivers. He let Yishan's divine ability pound him, and still it could not break through the defense of his True Dragon Overlord Body.

Yishan's expression changed drastically. This fellow was so ferocious, breaking divine ability with flesh alone. He hurriedly altered his divine ability and hammered madly at Shen Mu, thinking, "Let us see how you break this! Charge in, and you can only take a beating!"

One blue mountain after another toppled, becoming flying spray. On the bridge, the Human Emperors of past ages felt the surging will to battle raging within Shen Mu's flesh. A fierce wind struck their faces, blowing their robes back behind them.

"This flesh-body divine ability is even more ferocious than yours, Second Ancestor."

The Third Ancestor said gravely, "Tuo Yu, you are master of formation calculations, and your mastery of the arts of calculation is unmatched in the world. Can you calculate where his flaw lies?"

In Human Emperor Tuo Yu's eyes, countless formation patterns flickered bright and dim as he madly calculated the various dragon-pattern arrays of Shen Mu's movements, using those arrays to calculate the changes in the dragon patterns on his skin, and using the changes in the dragon patterns on his skin to calculate the circulation of vital essence within his body, the working of his muscles, the manner in which his strength flowed.

Then he calculated the paths of Shen Mu's cultivation methods, the trajectories of his vital essence through his divine treasuries.

The volume of calculation was immense and complex beyond measure, yet Human Emperor Tuo Yu remained unhurried, with energy to spare.

He was the strongest master of formations of his age. In the arts of calculation, he had once won over the Daoist Sect Master of that time; in the Daoist debates, he had made every soul in the Daoist Sect bow in admiration!

At this moment, the Human Emperors on the bridge all saw Shen Mu's ferocity, and reckoned that at the same realm they too would likely be beaten black and blue by him. Losing was a small matter; losing face was great.

So they had no choice but to let Human Emperor Tuo Yu first calculate Shen Mu's flaw, and seize the chance to win.

It was a last resort.

"He has a flaw."

Human Emperor Tuo Yu's eyes lit up. Below, Shen Mu was unstoppable, breaking through Yishan's divine ability all the way, his body like a raging dragon or a galloping horse, charging straight at Human Emperor Yishan.

Tuo Yu said gravely, "His flaw is at the philtrum. Wait—it has shifted, to the left shoulder, and now it has gone to his back..."

"Where is it, exactly?"

Human Emperor Lan Po said angrily, "Grand Ancestral Master, can you do this or not?"

Tuo Yu was about to speak when below, Yishan pointed a finger and unleashed his strongest divine ability, the Deity-Sealing Finger, drawing everyone's gaze.

The Deity-Sealing Finger sealed primordial spirit and vital essence and attacked the soul; it was the divine ability with which Yishan had opposed the gods on high, and it had won him many victories!

He pointed, and no wave stirred, no wind moved. Shen Mu had already come before him; the two were about a li apart, yet this strike arrived at Shen Mu's brow almost in the blink of an eye, leaving him scarcely any time to react!

"Good!"

Everyone on the bridge praised in unison. "A finger from the gods! Now let us see how the little Overlord Body struts!"

At that very moment, Shen Mu's brow split open. From the split brow emerged a tiny spirit fetus; the spirit fetus joined with his soul and primordial spirit and became a primordial spirit. Within the Primordial Sage Eye, layer upon layer of formation patterns spun madly, galaxies coiled, a great sun burst forth, and two beams of gaze shot out with a hum. One of them, like crushing dry weeds, broke open Yishan's Deity-Sealing Finger!

Such a ferocious primordial spirit left everyone on the bridge stunned. The other beam hummed out and struck Human Emperor Yishan's chest, directly breaking open the body-protecting divine ability around him and opening a flaw in it.

"Sword Treads Mountains and Rivers!"

The dragon-like vital essence surging around Shen Mu suddenly became countless flying swords, drowning Human Emperor Yishan in midair. Ten thousand swords became towering mountains and rivers; with a thunderous boom, Yishan, bristling with swords, tumbled into the river.

"One Sword Opens the Imperial Blood Ocean!"

Suddenly the ten thousand swords merged. The long river seemed to be stained with blood, and there surfaced a dreadful vision of gods and demons laying down their heads, of blood flowing so deep that shields floated upon it.

Shen Mu turned sideways and slashed down. In the vast sea of blood, Human Emperor Yishan floated up and drifted downstream.

After a moment, the vision of that sword vanished, and the river ran clear again. Shen Mu watched Human Emperor Yishan drift past him, his face covered in resentment; the white-haired, plump old man wore the look of one dying with his eyes open in regret.

Shen Mu scratched his head and ventured, "Ancestral Master Yishan..."

With a splash, Yishan flipped over, face down on the river surface, rear end to the sky, and drifted quietly away.

"Found it!"

Human Emperor Tuo Yu's eyes lit up. Delighted, he said, "His flaw is at his dantian—the third vertebra from the bottom of his spine! That is the origin of his flaw!"

"I will go beat that brat to death!"

Lan Po, eager and excited, took up her basket and leaped down from the bridge, heading straight for Shen Mu. She laughed. "Little Shen, Granny has come to try a few moves of primeval weapons with you!"

Tuo Yu hesitated a moment, thinking he might have made an oversight. Then he suddenly slapped his forehead and blurted out, "I was wrong! He has only three divine treasuries, not four! He has fused the Six-Universe Divine Treasury with the Seven-Star Divine Treasury! One hair pulled moves the whole body—I calculated according to the paths of four divine treasuries, so the flaw I calculated is a hundred thousand li from the true flaw..."

"Say no more!"