Chapter 862 — Reunion with an Old Acquaintance in the Coffin
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 5
The two of them stood atop the hanging coffin. Below, countless Fire Dragon Crows and bird-winged demigods surged madly toward the ancient well beneath the hanging coffin, but in the glow their flesh and blood dissolved one after another, turning into countless white bones. Even so, countless more Fire Dragon Crows and bird-winged demigods rushed toward the ancient well. The white bones below piled higher and higher, tumbling forward with a clatter, and before long the mountain of bones would roll right up to the well's mouth.
"The Fallen God Valley is not large, ringed by mountains on all sides; exploring it once is no great difficulty. But I sensed that the Fallen God Valley is merely the entrance to the true treasure." Xing An stared at Shen Mu and said slowly, "Hierarch Shen, you must act decisively, or else those powerful ones will pile up hundreds of thousands of lives and still trigger the sword-light in the well."
"Xing An, if you turned your cleverness to the proper path, your achievements would not be inferior to Imperial Preceptor Jingping. A pity you always turn your cleverness to crooked paths." Shen Mu shook his head and took out the Heavenly Venerable Mu token. Calmly he said, "The Shen token you obtained is of no use to me. The two characters 'Shen Mu' on this coffin refer to two people — one is me, and the other is the owner of the Shen token. To open this coffin, I must use my own token myself."
He placed the token in the groove; it fit exactly. At that moment, below, the bones had become a mountain piled up to the edge of the ancient well, and several skeletons tumbled into the well. Within the well, that sword-light rose again, hanging beneath the coffin. The groove held the Heavenly Venerable Mu token, and the chains shuddered — clatter — one chain came loose and dropped, and then another chain came loose. Shen Mu stood atop the hanging coffin as it began to sway. One chain after another opened on its own, and at that moment the sword-light below suddenly erupted, covering the whole of the Fallen God Valley.
The Heavenly Dragon King, Yan Qiling, Mu Qiubai, and the others immediately trod the sword-light and raced over, charging toward the hanging coffin. At last all the chains came undone. The hanging coffin suddenly lurched downward. The ground fell away beneath Shen Mu's feet, and together with the Dragon Qilin and Xing An he plummeted with a whistling sound into darkness.
"We've fallen into the hanging coffin!"
His shoulder stung — the Green Sparrow Yan'er perched there had grown frantic and dug its talons into his flesh. Shen Mu hurriedly patted Yan'er's back, and the Green Sparrow came to its senses and released its claws. They were still falling. The hanging coffin looked small, but its interior space was truly frightening. Shen Mu looked up and saw a four-cornered patch of light at the top of the coffin. Then the light abruptly dimmed, and several more people rushed in before the coffin sealed shut. The moment those few rushed in, the hanging coffin closed.
Thud.
The sound of water came from outside. Shen Mu's heart stirred slightly. "This hanging coffin has fallen into the ancient well."