Chapter 446 — The Uncanny Western Frontier
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
. " He shook his head.
"What I dread more is this: why would this god of the True Heaven Palace leave behind this ruined palace?
These dune giants were clearly meant to kill the Forsaken who leave the Wasteland. What, in truth, is the True Heaven Palace? " He leaped onto Dragon Qilin's back, and Dragon Qilin bore him westward, and soon ran more than ten li.
The ruin was silent.
After a moment a rustling came, and the patterns on the two halves of the wooden image slowly lit up, and the idol's head suddenly flew up and settled upon the idol's neck. The patterns on the idol grew brighter and brighter, and this carved wooden idol was actually turning bit by bit to flesh and blood; its wooden body was about to become a body of flesh and blood!
More terrible still, the wooden idol twisted its head around, its face turning to the back of its body, and its two eyes slowly opened, looking in the direction Shen Mu had gone.
The idol opened its mouth, and its voice was dry and uncanny: "A noble among the Forsaken.
This Palace.
. .
" Shua — a sword light came skimming level with the ground, breaking through the air, and in a flash pierced through the head of the wooden idol that was turning to flesh and blood; then the sword light blazed and cut the wooden idol into countless fragments!
Twenty li away, the sword light flew swiftly back and slid into the sheath behind Shen Mu. "Gods?
I have killed two or three of them myself.
" Shen Mu stood with both hands tucked into his sleeves atop Dragon Qilin's head, his body rising and falling with the beast's advance.