Chapter 492 — A Page in the Annals of History
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
Shen Mu carried the chest and followed Bai Qingfu, Bai Qü'er, and the others to the manor in Bailong City. He kept turning Ban Gongcuo's words over in his mind, his heart uneasy.
Though Ban Gongcuo was his sworn enemy, he was, after all, an old monster who had lived for ten thousand years, broad in experience and knowledge, and there was some truth to his words. The era they found themselves in was at least thirty or forty thousand years in the past, the late Shanghuang Era.
The Shanghuang Era was already tottering, a great edifice on the verge of collapse. For some unknown reason they had ridden Xing'an's chest to this place. If they changed something that had happened in history in this era, would that not mean history would be rewritten? If history were rewritten, would the Kaihuang Era still exist? Would Jingping still exist?
Most crucially, would they still exist?
Any change as slight as a single hair could bring earth-shaking transformations to the "later ages"!
"Brother Shen, Brother Ban, you need not worry. Beiluo Shimen guards the Heavenly Court, and its strength is exceedingly great.
The Heavenly Court's power is also terrifying beyond measure, and the Shanghuang himself presides over it. Nothing will go wrong. " Bai Qingfu invited them to take their seats.
The surroundings were brightly lit, with Xuan-water dragon pearls suspended in the air, illuminating the place as if it were broad daylight. Seeing that his complexion was somewhat poor, Bai Qingfu guessed he was worried about the safety of the front lines and consoled him: "Beiluo Shimen has fought this kind of war many times; it will not reach us here.
The outer-realm demons may have formidable origins, but our Bailong City is not to be trifled with either, and Beiluo Shimen is even stronger—one of the Heavenly Court's four great garrison strongholds. " Shen Mu recalled the corpses of the Beiluo Shimen gods and demons he had encountered in the golden desert, and his unease deepened. Those Beiluo Shimen gods and demons had been defeated and slain while protecting the ancestral land. Who was to say that battle was not this very great war of Beiluo Shimen now unfolding? "Perhaps we are within history itself, and whatever we do is the inevitability of history.
" Shen Mu suddenly thought: "Or perhaps I am now within the strangeness of the Wilderness Ruins. I have experienced the afterglow of history before—so could all that lies before my eyes be the afterglow of time and space? The Venerable One's teleportation divine ability could not possibly be so powerful as to send us back tens of thousands of years.
Perhaps this is merely the afterglow of time and space formed by the Wilderness Ruins' strangeness, time and space reflecting the future back upon us.
When dawn comes, all of this will vanish.
Whatever we have done will not change the established history. " At this thought, he felt somewhat at ease, set down the burden in his heart, and chatted and laughed freely with Bai Qingfu and his sister, exchanging insights on swordsmanship. The brother and sister were astonished beyond measure. Bai Qingfu blurted out: "After the fourteen basic sword forms, there are actually four more basic sword forms? Who created this swordsmanship? To possess such talent? " Shen Mu pondered for a moment, then told the truth: "The one who created Sword Form Fifteen, Sword Form Sixteen, and Sword Form Seventeen was a sage who appears once in five hundred years.
His talent is so transcendent that even I cannot help but admire him. " "A sage who appears once in five hundred years?