Chapter 1137 — The Heavenly Dipper Combat Qi Formula
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Shen Mu was just about to enter the potted plant when waves of terrifying divine power came surging in from outside — an exceedingly powerful aura was racing toward the Yunluo Heavenly Palace. Shen Mu's heart stirred slightly.
He turned his hand and put the potted plant away, then strode out of the great hall. Behind him, the hall collapsed and crumbled into a heap of broken bricks and shattered tiles.
Yan'er and the Dragon Qilin had noticed it too, and both looked up. Six gods and demons were hunting down a young man, and the divine abilities they wielded were exceedingly strange.
The divine abilities of those six gods and demons were like great azure-blood banners planted upright in the sky, unfurling in the wind. As the banners rolled and snapped, countless rust-eaten iron swords shot from their surfaces, striking at the young man. "The Azure Blood Rusted Banner Sutra — the White Emperor's art.
" Shen Mu gazed into the distance.
The White Emperor of the West Heaven was also called the Gold Emperor, and he excelled at commanding metal qi. The Azure Blood Rusted Banner Sutra had once defeated the Martial Combat Heavenly Master Zhuo Cha — a formidable art indeed.
Shen Mu had once faced Prince Qiuming, who cultivated the Azure Blood Rusted Banner Sutra, and he knew this art well.
"Yu Chudu, you cannot escape.
Stay, and come back with me to the Heavenly Court to answer for your crimes! " The young deity fought off the siege of the many Heavenly Court divinities, battling as he fled, intending to escape to the Spirit-Energy Transposition Bridge.
The White Emperor's disciples besieging him were exceedingly powerful — every one of them a Jade Capital realm expert. Their waists were hung all over with heads that still dripped blood; they must have been cut off not long ago. The young deity was wounded in many places, yet he fought with fierce valor, his divine ability wrought to perfection.
Between a single motion and a single stillness he summoned the Heavenly River to hang inverted and the Heavenly Dipper to rise on high! "The Heavenly Dipper Dao Art!
He is a disciple of Senior Brother Wei Suifeng!
" Shen Mu's eyes lit up. The Heavenly Dipper Dao Art was an art of the Imperial Throne realm that Wei Suifeng had comprehended after cultivating the Great Nurture Dark Demon Sutra, combining it with other arts, the Xuandu Heavenly Dao, and the Xuandu and the Heavenly River of the ancient age. This young deity had received his true transmission; he must be one of Wei Suifeng's trusted disciples.
These experts of the Heavenly Court had come to capture him precisely for the method of crossing the collapsing void!
The young deity's strength was immense; he had already cultivated the Heavenly Dipper Dao Art to the Jade Capital realm.
Even with six Jade Capital experts of the Heavenly Court joining hands, they could not bring him down in a short time. But he had fled here gravely wounded, and escape was now all but impossible. Six Azure Blood Rusted Banners encircled him completely, each a hundred zhang apart, countless rusted swords weaving through the air, while the six disciples of the White Emperor stood firm in the sky without drawing closer.
Wherever the rusted swords passed, rust-mottled metal qi quaked and shook, reducing all it shrouded to fine powder!
Yu Chudu had cultivated the Heavenly Dipper Dao Art to an extremely high level, yet trapped by the six Azure Blood Rusted Banners, though he tried again and again to break through the banner formation's blockade, the next moment he was sealed inside it once more. The White Emperor's art was exceedingly strange, more like a formation.
Wielded by a single person, it was merely an ordinary Imperial Throne art, but the more people there were, the stronger its power became.