Chapter 245 — Earthshaking
The Sword Questions the Heavens · Page 6 of 6
Just then, from behind the Blood Pool platform came the sudden rush of fabric through air. Master Ghost sensed it at once and turned, and there was the Nether King, his face dark with gloom, striding over.
Coming to a stop before him, the Nether King wasted no courtesy and asked directly, "What is the meaning of this? How did the blood array's spiritual power run so wildly out of control?"
Master Ghost glanced slowly up at the blade of light upon the Coiling Dragon Cauldron and said evenly, "This quake and upheaval arises from the Asura power inherent in the Four Spirits Blood Array itself. It has a will of its own, and it struggles with all its might to break free of the Qiankun Lock, the divine art that binds it. In the struggle it stirred up the vicious blood qi here and the qi of the giant beasts drawn in by the array. Three forces unleashed at once—hence a shaking of the earth and mountains such as this."
The Nether King gave a cold snort and glanced up as well. "Fine words. But if the earth and mountains are shaking, how is it you still can do nothing about one little pillar of light?"
Master Ghost said evenly, "If an ancient divine prohibition could be undone so easily, it would not be an ancient divine prohibition."
A flash of anger crossed the Nether King's face. "I don't want to hear all that. Do you have a way or not to rid us of this damned Qiankun Lock?"
Master Ghost was silent a moment, then gave a sudden low laugh. "It was thorny indeed. But now—" He raised his head slowly and looked at the Nether King. "—now there is a way."
The Nether King was taken aback. "What? You've found a way?"
Master Ghost nodded slowly, but did not say outright what the way was. Instead he turned about and looked again at the Coiling Dragon Cauldron hovering in the air overhead—that ancient, ungainly vessel—and after gazing at it a long while, he said softly, "Bear with it a little longer. The hour of your birth is not far off now..."
In midair, the crimson radiance upon the Coiling Dragon Cauldron flickered without pause, and it seemed almost to possess a spirit of its own, silently watching over the people below.