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Chapter 688 — The Tribulation of the Divine Descendants' Degeneration

The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 4

Because it had cooled, in recent days some demonic beasts had come here, and some birds had brought many kinds of plant seeds; Shen Mu actually saw a touch of green. He also saw that the strange beasts of the Wilderness Ruins were actually migrating toward Taihuang Heaven.

Probably because Taihuang Heaven was so high, the sun could shine here even at night, and there was no need to fear being swallowed by darkness—so even the strange beasts of the Wilderness Ruins liked this place. "Twenty thousand years.

The descendants of the gods and demons of the former Celestial Court have all become ignorant, uncomprehending strange beasts. How lamentable, how lamentable. " The Angler shook his head.

Shen Mu was greatly shaken and murmured, "Uncle Master, you mean these strange beasts are all. .

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" The Angler said, "The remnant clans of the gods of the Kaihuang Celestial Court—but they have degenerated severely.

" Shen Mu's voice trembled.

"Then the Crested Fire Pheasant Dragon is also a remnant of the Celestial Court.

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. " He thought of how he ate Crested Fire Pheasant Dragon every festival, and could not help feeling a little guilty. "The Crested Fire Pheasant Dragon? " The Angler shook his head. "These creatures didn't die when the Celestial Court fell? The Crested Fire Pheasant Dragon is not a remnant of the gods.

In the Kaihuang era, some divine dragon or other took a fancy to a chicken and sired the Crested Fire Pheasant Dragon.

Those divine dragons led thoroughly messy private lives.

. . Later everyone discovered that the Crested Fire Pheasant Dragon tasted rather good, and since dragon liver and phoenix brains were not to be had, they began to breed Crested Fire Pheasant Dragons and kept them as poultry. " Only then did Shen Mu breathe a sigh of relief.

They went around by way of Luofu Heaven, and after a day or two arrived at the western side of the Wilderness Ruins. Shen Mu gave a cry of surprise.

The place where Taihuang Heaven had fallen was not far from the source of the Yong River.

Now that great canyon spanning the land had grown deeper and steeper, and the cracks in the cliffs and precipices were more numerous; light burst from many of the cracks, casting its glow upon the reverse side of Taihuang Heaven. Years ago, it was here that he, fleeing the pursuit of the Star An, rode a box and, together with the Dragon Qilin and Ban Gongcuo, went back to the era of the Supreme Emperor forty thousand years past!

Yet these cracks were not roads through time, but strange worlds one and all.

He and Ban Gongcuo had entered a desert world, and when darkness shrouded the desert, they had suddenly and inexplicably crossed over into the years forty thousand years past.

And the strangeness of the Yong River did not end there—he had once seen Kaihuang upon the Yong River!

"Uncle Master, is there something peculiar about the source of the Yong River? " Shen Mu asked suddenly. "Of course there is—and a great deal of it. " The Angler seemed long accustomed to the source of the Yong River and had the Great Red Kun avoid those lights. "Many entrances to the heavens are hidden here.

Some of these heavens are ruins left from the era of the Supreme Emperor, others are ruins from the Chiming and Longhan eras.

Kaihuang once mobilized many gods and demons to explore them, but in the end nothing came of it. Do not touch those lights—be careful not to be drawn in!

" The Great Red Kun avoided the light at the cliff and carried them away from the place, heading for the Po Spring. Shen Mu looked back at the source of the Yong River receding into the distance. "Then, could someone return from here to an age tens of thousands of years past? " The Angler laughed.

"How could such a thing be? I have never heard of it.

As far as I know, these entrances to the heavens should be relics left by several Celestial Courts throughout history.