Chapter 869 — Two Supremes in Standoff
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
From outside the hanging coffin came the sound of water breaking, and then the sound of chains coiling round; at once the hanging coffin halted.
Within the coffin, Shen Mu's heart stirred slightly, and he knew at once that this hanging coffin had left the ancient well and been bound fast by chains.
The hanging coffin was about to open.
Yan'er promptly put away the red lantern and looked all around. Suddenly a mouth-shaped opening appeared overhead, light shining down from above, and the surroundings became faintly visible.
"I see you!" The Heavenly Dragon King's great head waved its green dragon whiskers, pursuing and slaying Xing An with gleeful abandon.
Shen Mu likewise looked about, searching for any trace of the dragon qilin, his heart somewhat uneasy: "Dragon Fatso hasn't really been eaten by the Heavenly Dragon King, has he?"
Just then, Yan'er found the dragon qilin: "There he is!" With that, she transformed into a blue sparrow and flew off.
Shen Mu looked in the direction she flew, and sure enough saw the dragon qilin sprawled in a corner, asleep.
Yan'er seized the dragon qilin and went rushing with a whistle toward the entrance of the hanging coffin; Shen Mu too quickened his flight outward.
Outside the hanging coffin, Shen Mu set foot on solid ground, and suddenly saw that the rosy radiance in the Godfall Valley was swiftly contracting; the seals that had formerly been here were all now losing their effect!
"This is bad — the blind old man Yi Shisheng intends to destroy this place!"
Shen Mu acted on the instant, flying off with Yan'er, one before the other. The dragon qilin had long since awakened and hurriedly revealed its true form, carrying Shen Mu as it rushed outward with redoubled pace.
The rosy radiance that had once filled every corner of the Godfall Valley contracted within mere moments into a tiny dot. Xing An, Yan Qiling, and the Heavenly Dragon King's great head burst out from the hanging coffin and fled in panic toward the valley's exterior as well — only the Heavenly Dragon King's great head was not fleeing, but rather chasing after them, blood-bowl maw agape.
Weng—
A dazzling radiance erupted; the ancient well and the hanging coffin were destroyed in an instant, and the chains binding the hanging coffin snapped link by link. Xiu, xiu, xiu — each severed length of chain was sent flying backward by the terrifying tide of annihilation, passing by Shen Mu and the others.
Shen Mu stood upon the dragon qilin's back and looked behind him: the mountains that had encircled the ancient well and hanging coffin had been leveled to flat ground, the abyss filled in, and within this dreadful wave of annihilation the sword-technique imprint left by Kaihuang had also been triggered, dazzling sword-glints crisscrossing in all directions, terrifying beyond measure.
The dragon qilin roared and bellowed, pushing its speed to the utmost, and soon reached the floating bridge, leaped over it, and made straight for the outside of these ruins.
It had just thought to slow when Shen Mu shouted: "Keep running!"
The dragon qilin poured on more strength and raced on. Shen Mu turned his head to look back, and saw that the sword Kaihuang had hung above the floating bridge was struck by the annihilating light, and its sword-glint abruptly erupted.
The rosy radiance outside the valley had already contracted to a single dot; after this sword-glint burst forth, the dot erupted once more.
As the saying goes, raise a dragon for a thousand days and use it for a single hour. This was the first time Shen Mu had discovered the dragon qilin could actually run so fast, and he was greatly comforted: "Not for nothing that the bulk of my daily expenses go to him..."
He did not spend much money day to day; wherever he went in Jingping, food, clothing, and daily needs essentially cost him nothing. Ninety-nine parts in a hundred of his wealth went to feeding the dragon qilin.
"You can stop now!"