Chapter 1452: The Strongest Prime Spirit
Cung Thiên Tôn's Thiên Cung showed no signs of damage whatsoever, her aura showed no sign of decline, there was not a single wound on her body, and her prime spirit was completely intact.
Khai Hoàng had gone to kill Cung Thiên Tôn on Tần Mục's orders.
If Cung Thiên Tôn had been severely wounded by Khai Hoàng, without medical expertise like Dược Sư's, there was no way she could have recovered so quickly.
Tần Mục opened the vertical eye on his brow and examined Cung Thiên Tôn, immediately seeing the hidden secrets.
Cung Thiên Tôn's body concealed various hidden dangers—what appeared to be sword wounds, likely scars left by Khai Hoàng's sword path—yet someone had used a strange power to erase these path wounds, restoring her body to its original state.
However, Cung Thiên Tôn had after all undergone a million years of diligent cultivation. Her physical body was incomparably powerful. Although that person had repaired her body and erased Khai Hoàng's sword path scars, they could not restore her body to its most powerful state.
Not only that, Cung Thiên Tôn's thirty-five Thiên Cung were also filled with traces of repair, and these repaired areas were not as strong as other places.
The same was true of Cung Thiên Tôn's prime spirit!
Khai Hoàng had struck ruthlessly, nearly burying Cung Thiên Tôn with his sword path!
Tần Mục's vertical brow eye was the most powerful divine eye in the current world—using Thổ Bá's horn as the iris, filling the anterior chamber of the divine eye with Thiên Công's heavenly path crystal, using Thái Cực primordial stone as the pupil, and Thái Dịch's chaotic eggshell as the retina.
Thiên Công and Thổ Bá had personally infused the heavenly path and U Đô great path into it, refining and empowering his divine eye, and dew from Thái Dịch's path tree had been dropped into the eye. Not to mention seeing through Cung Thiên Tôn—even if Thiên Công and Thổ Bá stood before Tần Mục, he could easily see the operational structure of the heavenly path and U Đô great path.
Seeing through the secrets of Cung Thiên Tôn's prime spirit, physical body, and Thiên Cung was merely a trivial exercise for him.
"In this world, aside from Dược Sư grandfather and myself, the only one capable of doing this is Thái Tố."
Tần Mục understood in his heart: "Dược Sư relies on the medical path. My medical path is inferior, so I can only rely on the medical path, the creation path, and the Bất Dị divine ability, supplemented by the Thái Tố and Thái Thủy paths, to heal the sword wounds left by Khai Hoàng. If Dược Sư grandfather and I joined forces to treat her, we would not leave hidden dangers behind. But Thái Tố thần nữ would require Cung Thiên Tôn to beg her, to kneel and worship her, and that carries great hidden dangers."
He could see it clearly—Cung Thiên Tôn appeared to have recovered to a perfect original state, but where there is asking, there is losing. Thái Tố could return those sword wounds to her at any moment!
Cung Thiên Tôn's life and death were completely in Thái Tố's hands!
"Hạo Thiên Tôn should be the same, right? His injuries back then were even more severe than Cung Thiên Tôn's!"
What worried him even more was that the mineral vein Cung Thiên Tôn controlled was precisely the Thái Tố mineral vein!
If Thái Tố obtained Cung Thiên Tôn, she would essentially obtain the Thái Tố mineral vein, and obtaining the Thái Tố mineral vein meant obtaining Thái Tố divine stones and Thái Tố primordial stones!
"Thái Tố's strength was originally not strong, but now she can probably advance by leaps and bounds!"
The moment he was distracted, Cung Thiên Tôn, Lãng Uyển thần vương, and Nguyệt Thiên Tôn—three women—had already exchanged hundreds of blows. U Thiên Tôn stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Nguyệt, Lãng Uyển, retreat. I will block her. You go support Thiên Công! Thiên Công is about to collapse!"
Nguyệt Thiên Tôn and Lãng Uyển thần vương immediately withdrew and flew toward Thiên Công.
U Thiên Tôn blocked Cung Thiên Tôn's path and said: "Mục Thiên Tôn, you go too."
Tần Mục hesitated for a moment. It was naturally good for U Thiên Tôn to personally block Cung Thiên Tôn and prevent her from coming into contact with Lãng Uyển, but without Lãng Uyển's visualization of U Đô, U Thiên Tôn was exposed in Huyền Đô—his strength and divine abilities would likely be greatly diminished!
"U, survive!"
Tần Mục gritted his teeth and rushed toward Thiên Công's direction.
U Thiên Tôn's face was expressionless, the wrinkles on his face like the bark of an old tree. He said indifferently: "Among the Thiên Tôn, you are the weakest. You should be more worried about yourself."
Cung Thiên Tôn let out a long breath. Without Nguyệt Thiên Tôn and Lãng Uyển thần vương, she immediately felt no pressure. Looking at U Thiên Tôn, she rarely showed a smile: "U, a figure who opened up an era back then. Together with the other Long Hán Thiên Tôn, you created the thần tàng system. Your contribution was the most critical—opening up the sinh tử thần tàng."
She rarely appreciated others, but at this moment she was full of admiration for U Thiên Tôn: "The world does not know how great the function of the sinh tử thần tàng is, often overlooking your achievements. Once the sinh tử thần tàng is opened, one understands life and death. That is why there is the leap from the thần kiều thần tàng into the Thiên Cung, and from then on one's lifespan matches the heavens. Without the sinh tử thần tàng, even if others could cultivate to the realm of thần chỉ, they could not possess endless longevity."
She suddenly launched an attack. Her thirty-five Thiên Cung were arranged in layers, forming a heavenly court different from the true Long Hán Thiên Đình. The thirty-five Thiên Cung actually formed the shape of a horn!
Her heavenly court was wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, advancing layer by layer. At the tip of the horn was her main Thiên Cung—the Lăng Tiêu bảo điện—with her prime spirit seated within it!
This was a horn composed of countless structures, magnificent, inconceivable!
"Yet the world will never be grateful for what you did. Thổ Bá also restrained you for a million years because opening the sinh tử thần tàng gave people the chance to escape life and death! U, the world will only hate you and fear you because you are an âm sai!"
Cung Thiên Tôn no longer hid her cultivation, no longer hid her strength.
Her weapon was a whip!
In the ancient era, the creator race Nữ Tân thị was a women's tribe known for battle. This creator race tamed giant beasts, standing on the backs of beasts to wage war across the world. The women's combat power was extremely strong, with a fanatical desire for battle!
The ancient god they worshipped was Tây Đế Bạch Hổ!
Tây Đế Bạch Hổ was honored as the battle ancient god, created through their visualization and worship!
Tây Đạ Bạch Hổ's appearance was very similar to the Cung Quân thần vương of that time, and Tây Đế's weapons were also a whip and a horn.
Because the Nữ Tân thị tamed ancient giant beasts, and whips and horns could control the beasts, Cung Thiên Tôn also used these two weapons as her Thiên Tôn treasures.
Cung Thiên Tôn's battle intent soared to the heavens. As she activated her cultivation method, the sound of horns came from her thirty-five Thiên Cung, causing her blood and qi to boil and her combat power to rise in a straight line!
The whip in her hand changed in a thousand ways—sometimes long, sometimes short, sometimes thick, sometimes thin, sometimes soft, sometimes hard, sometimes straight, sometimes curved. This divine whip was refined from the dragon vein of Tổ Đình—a great divine gold mountain range refined into a whip before it could transform into a divine dragon!
If Tần Mục were here, he would definitely recognize that this whip had once been in Thái Đế's hands, extremely powerful, having once contended with the imperial sword of Thiên Đế transformed into Sơ Hiểu!
This divine whip was refined by Thái Đế and given as a betrothal gift to the Nữ Tân thị. Later, Thái Đế destroyed the Nữ Tân thị and took back this whip.
After Cung Quân captured the great hong bird that Thái Đế had parasitized, this whip fell into Cung Quân's hands. She trapped the great hong bird on a pillar before her palace and used this whip to whip it day and night to vent her anger.
"You have been trapped by Thổ Bá all these years, turned into an âm sai, hiding from the world—you have long fallen behind!"
Cung Thiên Tôn's long whip transformed while her divine consciousness erupted, creating layer upon layer of illusions. Her words attacked the heart, and her divine consciousness illusions were even more terrifying—if U Thiên Tôn's dao heart had even the slightest crack and fell into her illusions, he could only be at her mercy!
U Thiên Tôn's figure was ethereal, continuously retreating, not engaging her head-on.
He had to avoid Cung Thiên Tôn's illusions.
But Huyền Đô's restriction on his power was too great. The heavenly path restrained his cultivation, suppressing his magical power. His cultivation was already inferior to Cung Thiên Tôn's, and now it was even worse!
Whoosh—
He failed to dodge in time and was locked by the long whip. The dragon vein long whip—its head transformed into a dragon head—bit fiercely into his body, swinging him back and forth!
At the same time, Cung Thiên Tôn's divine consciousness turned into layer upon layer of illusions, casting him into the illusion realm.
In the illusion, U Thiên Tôn saw his mother again. She was washing clothes, turning her head to give him a loving smile. The early spring sunlight spilled down, peaceful and beautiful.
Although he was locked by the dragon vein long whip and the dragon head bit into his body, in the illusion he felt no pain at all.
His heart was filled with tranquility, and he even felt some happiness.
Although he had found his mother's soul in U Đô and had lived with her for a million years, he could not feel her touch.
Mother could not touch his face, could not touch his body, and could not see the sunlight.
Mother could not taste anything she ate. In her soul state, mother had no sensations. Mother often cooked for him, but what she cooked were paper ingots and candles, and what mother ate were also paper ingots and candles.
His mother had died long ago, without any warmth.
He dreamed of resurrecting his mother but could never accomplish it.
But in Cung Thiên Tôn's illusion, he felt that his mother had come back to life, returning to the sweet and warm years of the past.
He could feel the warmth of his mother's palm.
At this moment, he was incomparably happy.
Boom—
The dragon vein divine whip bit into his body, viciously swung him up, and smashed him down, crashing through star after star in Huyền Đô!
Cung Thiên Tôn flew over, the horn sounding long. Her prime spirit stood at the top of the horn heavenly court, using divine abilities—great divine ability after great divine ability struck U Thiên Tôn's body in succession.
Under her attacks, U Thiên Tôn's flesh flew in all directions, his physical body battered and broken, yet a smile appeared on his face.
In history, all who died at Cung Thiên Tôn's hands, without exception, died with smiles on their faces!
Cung Thiên Tôn let out a long cry, nearly shattering his physical body. U Thiên Tôn's flesh exploded, revealing his bones, revealing his heart!
And in the illusion, U Thiên Tôn seemed to have returned to his youth—a boy of about ten, nestled in his mother's arms, enjoying a moment of tranquility.
Cung Thiên Tôn shook the divine whip, flinging him away, then the dragon head of the long whip crack—bit down on his exposed heart!
In the illusion, U Thiên Tôn looked up at his mother's unforgettable face—weak, yet serene—and two lines of tears slid down his cheeks.
"Mother, I remember this scene, remember this morning."
U Thiên Tôn naturally remembered that day. On the morning of that day, his mother, as usual, washed his tattered clothes, then sat in the sun in front of the thatched cottage to mend them, while the pot held already-cooked rice.
She was always like this, and on that day, after doing all these things as usual, she collapsed.
In her final moments, she touched the boy's face and said to him: "I'm leaving. What will you do..."
But she still let go and departed.
U Thiên Tôn could never forget the sunlight of that morning, could never forget the words his mother said before she left.
He became U Thiên Tôn, mở thông the gap between mortals and U Đô, precisely to see his mother again.
In his mother's arms, U Thiên Tôn, returned to his youth, quietly looked at his mother's face, then raised his hand and slowly put the ghost-face mask from the back of his head onto his face.
He put it on slowly. The moment he put on that mask, his broken and aged physical body actually burst forth with streaks of astonishing divine light, repairing his body!
Cung Thiên Tôn's heart jolted, and she hurriedly accelerated her attacks. But endless divine power burst forth from this body that had transformed from an old man into a youth!
She saw an incomparably majestic prime spirit—the most powerful prime spirit she had ever seen in history!
In the illusion, U Thiên Tôn in his youth, wearing the ghost-face mask his mother had bought him, held his mother's body.
"Mother, I have to go do my own things now."
He released his mother's body, raised his head, and the illusion began to shatter.
"Mother, you don't need to worry about me anymore. I have friends now."
He said to the gradually disappearing mother: "I have to fulfill a friend's entrusted task!"