Chapter 1265: The Weak Unite (Third Update!)
The woman's voice came through, leisurely saying: "Kneel before me, bow to me, speak your thoughts."
Hạo Thiên Tôn struggled desperately, prostrating himself at the woman's feet, kowtowing before her.
The moment he spoke his innermost thoughts, he felt his wounds healing at an unimaginable speed!
His lost divine blood was flowing back, returning to his body.
His body quickly became light and agile again.
Flesh grew between his neck and head, quickly fusing together, no longer needing to worry about his surging qi and blood blasting his head off.
At the same time, he heard the clear resonance of the Dao, and he felt his heavenly palace reassembling within his body. The Dao wounds on his body also faded one by one, ceasing to exist!
This was too miraculous.
This was not medicine, nor sorcery, nor the art of creation, nor the art of craftsmanship—it was more like a wondrous Dao healing him according to his own will!
"Thái Tố?"
Tần Mục's voice reached Hạo Thiên Tôn's ears, causing the kowtowing Hạo Thiên Tôn's heart to stir: "Thái Tố? My father is called Thái Sơ, and this woman is called Thái Tố. Could she be... could she be a primordial divine sage born from the mines of the ancestral court?"
His heart was somewhat flustered. Using Thái Tố's power to be reborn clearly carried enormous hidden dangers!
Thái Tố might very well take this opportunity to control him!
But he endured it. Borrowing Thái Tố's power to recover might be terrible, but not borrowing her power would only be worse—he might even die!
"Mục Thiên Tôn." The woman's voice came through, melodious and pleasing, like the most profound divine melody.
Tần Mục stopped in his tracks, gazing at the woman standing behind Hạo Thiên Tôn.
The goddess was flawless, standing there, with all colors of Dao light flowing around her like a dream. The Dao light spread gently, its coverage growing wider and wider.
Tần Mục drifted back gracefully, laughing: "Thái Tố, don't forget, Brother Thái Tố, without me, you could never have been born. There is no enmity between us—in fact, I have done you a favor. Had I not freed you from the Lưu Ly Thanh Thiên Tràng, you would still be a treasure inside the banner, manipulated by others!"
The Dao light suddenly swept toward Tần Mục, closing in with a swish. Tần Mục's eyes twitched, and before the Dao light could close around him, he escaped through Thái Hư U Đô, arriving at the Thái Hư chi Địa, laughing: "Brother Thái Tố, I'll give you face today and spare Hạo Thiên Tôn's life. Brother Hạo, I'm leaving your life to you for now—I'll come back another day to take it!"
He appeared in the Thái Hư chi Địa, then was horrified to discover that the Dao light was still all around him!
Tần Mục's hair stood on end. The Dao light was manifested from Thái Tố's great Dao, wondrous beyond compare. In the instant of his shock, it had already materialized into a divine object, inverted and hanging over his head!
It was a great bell—the same bell Tần Mục had seen when he first probed the Thái Tố divine egg. His consciousness had submerged into the egg, seeing only the vastness of Hồng Minh, where the primordial qi had transformed into a great bell, identical to the one before him!
On the bell's walls were birds, beasts, insects, fish, sun, moon, stars, rivers of stars, constellations, and the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth, containing power nearly equivalent to the opening of heaven and earth!
Tần Mục's hairs stood on end. Without a second thought, he took out the Thái Thủy chi noãn, and from his mouth came obscure, difficult-to-understand Thái Thủy Dao language: "Brother Thái Thủy, I don't care what dealings you have with Thái Tố, but as long as you help me escape this calamity, I will wholeheartedly search for the Thái Thủy thần thạch and Thái Thủy nguyên thạch, retake the Thái Thủy mine, and help you be born!"
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
A long laugh came from within the Thái Thủy chi noãn. The Thái Tố divine bell above Tần Mục's head erupted with power, its world-destroying might surging forth. Wherever the bell's sound passed, space ceased to exist, everything reduced to powder!
Countless Dao runes surfaced on the Thái Thủy chi noãn, as if countless ancient gods and all living beings were chanting the same name in unison. A magnificent light met the bell's sound, holding it up, preventing it from falling.
In Tần Mục's mind immediately came the voice of the ancient god inside the Thái Thủy chi noãn: "She has already been born, but I have not. I am no match for her. I cannot hold her off for long—let's go!"
Tần Mục's face darkened. He had originally thought the Thái Thủy chi noãn could withstand Thái Tố's attack, which was why he had made that promise to find the Thái Thủy mine and help him be born.
He hadn't expected this Thái Thủy to be a silver spear with a wax tip—all show and no substance!
He raised both hands high, lifting the Thái Thủy chi noãn and fleeing at full speed.
The Thái Tố divine bell shattered the Dao light of the Thái Thủy chi noãn, then transformed into a great cauldron. Beneath the cauldron was thick earthly qi, rising and falling in misty waves. The great cauldron spun, and Tần Mục, who was fleeing, suddenly felt heaven and earth spinning and twisting around him!
Despite his frantic flight, he was continuously falling toward the cauldron!
"Thái Thủy!"
Tần Mục shouted. On the surface of the Thái Thủy chi noãn appeared even more complex Dao patterns, spinning in reverse. From within the egg came obscure, profound Dao language: "Yin and yang unite, merging into one; from one takes form, having shape but no substance!"
The Thái Tố divine cauldron twisted the spacetime of heaven and earth, but was struck by the great Dao overflowing from the Thái Thủy chi noãn. Suddenly, the twisting of spacetime ceased.
Tần Mục immediately seized the opportunity to escape.
"Brother Thái Thủy!"
Thái Tố's voice came from afar: "We once agreed to scheme great matters together—are you going to go back on your word?!"
Tần Mục fled at full speed, holding the Thái Thủy chi noãn high. A hoarse voice came from within the egg, chuckling: "Brother Thái Tố, you were born before me. You are imperfect. I know your intentions—to restrict me, you would inevitably crack open my egg and force me to be born early. Our former alliance was to oppose Thái Sơ, but that is no longer necessary. I will join hands with him!"
"If you join hands with him, you become my enemy!" Thái Tố was furious.
The two spoke no more.
Thái Tố knew that with Thái Thủy's help, it would be difficult to capture Tần Mục, so she stopped pursuing.
Tần Mục held the Thái Thủy chi noãn aloft and fled repeatedly, tens of thousands of miles in a single bound. He saw that the divine and demon armies of Vô Ưu Hương and the Creator race had charged into the Heavenly Court's camp. Both sides' gods and demons were locked in fierce battle—nowhere was safe.
Tần Mục fled all the way. The battlefield was truly vast, with gods and demons fighting and killing everywhere, giving him no chance to stop.
After a long while, Tần Mục finally halted, setting down the Thái Thủy chi noãn. He placed his palm on the divine egg, gasping for breath. There were fewer gods and demons here—only some battlefield deserters who had fled to this spot, and when they encountered deserters from the enemy side, they would resume fighting.
"Take your hand away! You're pressing on my head!" A voice came from within the egg.
Tần Mục quickly withdrew his hand and continued gasping for breath.
From within the egg, Thái Thủy said: "Mục Thiên Tôn, allying with you is a loss for me. I've offended Thái Tố for your sake. Now that she's been born, I am no match for her, and you are no match for Hạo Thiên Tôn. We are both weak. I've suffered this loss—you must compensate me!"
Tần Mục was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Are all egg-born ancient gods this worldly?"
From within the egg, Thái Thủy said: "The only one who can truly transcend is Thái Dịch. As for the other ancient gods—which of them was born normally? Disturbed by the mortal world, they developed worldly hearts, so I cannot escape worldliness either."
Tần Mục felt somewhat guilty and probed: "I wounded Hạo Thiên Tôn that severely—even Thái Tố couldn't heal him in such a short time, right?"
In his view, Hạo Thiên Tôn's injuries were so severe that without tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, he could never recover!
After all, Nguyệt Thiên Tôn's wounds had still not healed to this day, and Hạo Thiên Tôn's wounds were only heavier than hers!