Chapter 317 — The Return of the Soul
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
The treasure ship had come this far for no other purpose, surely, than to carry them back to the real world. The ship slowed more and more, until at last its destination could be made out: ahead lay an ancient ruin giving off a fearsome radiance that drove the darkness back, and there were towering palaces there too, though already dilapidated, with only the mighty statues still pouring out light to illumine the dark.
The treasure ship slowly halted, floating above the ruins. Below, many strange beasts crouched quietly among the ruins, and there were passing travelers as well, living at peace with the beasts, all sheltering here together from the onslaught of the darkness.
One and all they raised their heads, gazing up in curiosity at the ship that had suddenly appeared. Shen Mu summoned the two white bats and the dragon qilin, and leapt down from the ship; Ban Gongcuo too leapt down with his many attendants.
"Great Lord.
.
. " A Witch King looked at Shen Mu, eyes flickering, his expression inquiring. Ban Gongcuo shook his head: "We are in the Wasteland Ruins; follow the rules of the Wasteland Ruins. Do not stir up trouble.
" Shen Mu raised his head and looked at the ship, his expression complicated.
The treasure ship slowly turned, changed direction, and at last sailed out of the ruins and into the darkness. The man in the tree must be steering the treasure ship back to Youdu, to seek out Shen Mu's family.