Chapter 560 — Breaking Through the Clouds to See the Blue Sky
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
Tens of thousands of skeletons and zombies held Shen Mu at their center, rushing eastward like a tide; wherever they passed, everything was drowned beneath them. The Ill-Omen Land was indeed filled with all manner of uncanny things, most of them strange living beings formed from the resentments or lingering souls of gods, demons, and divine ability users who had fallen in battle.
These creatures were shot through with the divine powers those gods and demons had left behind in their death blows, and so their strength was often monstrous and their forms monstrously grotesque and terrifying. That war had been savage beyond measure: the gods, demons, and divine ability users who died here erupted in every kind of negative emotion, divine blood and demon blood mingling together, and so this bizarre place, the Ill-Omen Land, came into being, and the beings within it were twisted in mind as well. Along the way Shen Mu saw every sort of outlandish ill-omened thing: mountains of flesh formed from the mingled blood and meat of gods and demons, white-bone centipedes with hundreds of heads, hand bones that scurried about at random, and monsters with dragon heads, horse bodies, long tails, and bones for every part of them.
Yet however mighty these ill-omened things might be, before the army of the Qisha Star Lord Wei Liao they could only wait to die, flattened by the jubilant legions of skeletons and zombies. The vastness of the Ill-Omen Land was almost beyond imagining; even though Shen Mu and his companions moved at no slow pace, it took them more than two days to reach its edge. "Young friend Shen, a little farther and you will leave the Ill-Omen Land.
This is as far as we can escort you. " Wei Liao halted and cupped his fist in salute. "Here we part.
" Shen Mu returned the salute. "Here we part.
After I leave, I will surely go to Fengdu and question King Yama, to see whether a place can be found for you all to settle. Wait for my word.
" With that he turned and went.
Wei Liao watched him into the distance, then suddenly raised his voice: "Young friend Shen, your surname is Shen as well.
What is your relation to Kaihuang? " Shen Mu looked back and waved a hand.
"Kaihuang is my founding ancestor!
" "No wonder, no wonder.
.
. " Wei Liao was briefly stunned. Watching him walk out of the Ill-Omen Land, he suddenly grew exultant, shouting again and again at the top of his voice: "Boys, let us go!
We will conquer a great domain in the Ill-Omen Land, rule the Ill-Omen, and await the descent of Kaihuang!
" Countless skeletons and zombies followed him with a howl, charging deep into the Ill-Omen Land where demonic qi hung thick. Shen Mu walked out of the Ill-Omen Land and looked back; from within it burst surge after surge of dreadful throbbing, most likely the Qisha Star Lord Wei Liao attacking the other ill-omened domains.
"Though dead, still they fight on in fury; white bones repay their lord's grace.
True warriors indeed! " He walked eastward through the gloom.
The Ill-Omen Land might well become Wei Liao's domain, and that domain, lying within the territory of the demon race, might become a nail driven into the demons' heart.
"Why, I still remember that Youdu tongue! " Shen Mu blinked.
The Youdu tongue in his mind had still not faded; could the uncanniness of the Ill-Omen Land be following him all along?
Not only that, he could also see the gateway of another Primal Embryo Divine Treasury, still standing opposite his original one.
"That I should master the Youdu tongue just like this. .
. there is something very strange about it.