Chapter 454 — The Eighteen Moves of the Supreme Art
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
The dragon-qilin frantically wheeled around and fled, crying in fury and panic, "The divine-power wielders of the Western Lands have gone mad! Cult Master, they have surely gone mad! Who ever heard of awakening an entire city and using it as a weapon?"
Behind them, wherever that Yun City passed, everything was razed flat.
The great city was like a living thing, striding forth on legs in mad pursuit, crossing mountains and valleys at extraordinary speed, and in its wake all was swept level.
This city was like a terrible maw, devouring all, crushing all—and more than that, within the city thousands of building-giants swung entire edifices like great hammers. Whatever Yun City could not bite apart, it swallowed into its belly, and there these giants smashed it to pieces!
And behind the city rose a rolling cloud of dust ground from all that had been pulverized.
The dust spread for a hundred li and more; within that thick smoke almost nothing could be seen.
This city devoured at the front and excreted at the back—one could well imagine the fate of anyone overtaken by such a great city.
Shen Mu urged them on without cease, and the dragon-qilin ran for its life. Just then, a great river came flying out of Yun City, lashing toward them like a long whip with a sharp *whap*.
The dragon-qilin hurriedly dodged, but that great river was exceedingly nimble, cracking and flailing wildly, striking until the dragon-qilin fled this way and that, its speed slowing again, and Yun City gradually gained on them.
"Big Brother…"
Xiong Qi'er's voice trembled as she looked back in terror. The earth shook, and stones taller than a man were rattled up into midair. Behind them, Yun City gaped open its massive gates, teeth lining the entire portal, snapping shut with a crunch and a crack.
"It's all right, Sister Qi'er, don't be afraid."
Shen Mu turned around. His sword pellet floated in the air before him. The dragon-qilin, harried by that great river, was finding it ever harder to evade, and was about to be devoured by Yun City.
"Who is it that blocks our way?"
Shen Mu gazed at the city gates and walls drawing ever nearer. The gates and walls kept rising and falling, and thick, sharp spikes like teeth jutted from them. He could not help but show a look of puzzlement.
"To deal with a divine-power wielder of my Six Harmonies realm, is all this force really necessary? With Bangong Cuo's connections, he surely could not have mobilized a treasure like Yun City, could he? Then who exactly is it that wants me dead?"
He suddenly thought of someone and smiled, murmuring, "It must be him. The young lord of Zhentian Palace. I snatched food from the tiger's jaws and rescued Xiong Xiyu and her daughter from him. We are old acquaintances by now. This time he means to give me a surprise, is that it?"
Just then, the dragon-qilin roared, "Cult Master, this is no surprise! This is a fright! Oh no…"
Another great river flew out from Yun City's mouth, and with a *whap* it coiled around the dragon-qilin's tail, dragging it toward that gaping maw. The dragon-qilin scrabbled wildly with all four hooves, but could not stop itself from being hauled toward Yun City's mouth.
Xiong Qi'er's face was grave as she said in her crisp, clear voice, "Fat Dragon, a hero cuts off his tail to survive!"
Tears streamed down the dragon-qilin's face. "Sister Qi'er, even if I cut off my tail I can't escape. Let me at least keep a whole corpse… though it seems a whole corpse is rather unlikely…"
The city towers and walls snapped shut like a great mouth, biting down with lightning speed, while the buildings and houses within the city transformed into giants that smashed down with thunderous *boom boom*. To keep a whole corpse was all but impossible!