Chapter 925 — The Creator's Enigma
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 4
Could it be that Wei Suifeng, having obtained the creation divine stone, discovered that the ancient gods' Heavenly Emperor was that leader of the creators—and was suppressed for it?
"I cannot think of who this creator might be."
Shen Mu's gaze flickered. He walked outward and said with a smile, "But I can be certain he is within the Heavenly Court. This trip to the Heavenly Court grows more and more interesting. Brother Qi, Fat Dragon, we should head back!"
Yan'er landed on his shoulder, and Long Qilin and Qi Jiuyi hurried to follow him out.
Shen Mu came again to that row of reliefs, carefully studying the images of the prehistoric creators opening up another world with their powerful divine consciousness.
Qi Jiuyi urged, "There is no telling when the Heavenly Duke on that altar will finish taking form—we must leave quickly!"
Shen Mu agreed, yet his gaze remained fixed on the relief.
The secret the relief revealed was truly terrifying: to recreate a world from the void with incomparably powerful divine consciousness, to reshape heaven and earth. If they could truly succeed, would these creators not have been able to survive the war against the ancient gods?
Beyond this world, might there not exist another—a world where a host of powerful creators, rhombic crystals set in their brows, tilled the void and planted stars, kindling their light?
Would these creators ever return to this world?
Could the Kaihuang Land of No Sorrow, which the Heavenly Court had never been able to find, be connected to the world the creators opened?
Whether it was the scholar Zixi, the Celestial Master, or Princess Zhen and others who came from the Land of No Sorrow, none of them had initially wished Shen Mu to return there, saying it was exceedingly dangerous.
If the Land of No Sorrow was built within the world the creators opened, could it be these creators who brought danger to that land?
"Sect Master Shen, we must go!" Qi Jiuyi seized Shen Mu without further ado and raced outward with him.
Shen Mu withdrew his gaze and ran out after him. Long Qilin dashed to the front of the two and said, "Sect Master, Third Brother, climb on my back—I will carry you out."
The two landed on his back, and Long Qilin immediately picked up speed, soon reaching the altar and racing past it.
In the depression at the altar's center, the condensed liquid light had grown much greater than before. In the brows of the withered bones encircling the altar, faint glows shone from the crystals.
Shen Mu was alarmed. "Fat Dragon, go—now!"
Long Qilin shot into the sky, flying toward the Phoenix Ship in midair.
Shen Mu and Qi Jiuyi looked back. Below, the light from the crystals in the withered bones' brows was rapidly intensifying. Suddenly, with a resonant hum, rays of light shone down upon the altar's center!
In that depression the liquid light churned, and halos of radiance expanded outward layer by layer, ring by ring—then erupted!
Then the light surged skyward, and a colossal thing burst through the layers and rings of radiance. The shattered light became ribbons of blinding brilliance; the unbroken halos became circles standing behind the giant's head.
The Heavenly Duke!
The Heavenly Duke weapon formed from the divine-consciousness creations of the prehistoric creators!
The Heavenly Duke raised its head, growing ever taller, and stretched out a hand to seize Long Qilin, who was straining desperately toward the Phoenix Ship.
On Shen Mu's shoulder, Yan'er's feathers suddenly flared outward, flight feathers scattering, and in an instant she transformed into a giant dragon sparrow. She took Shen Mu, Qi Jiuyi, and Long Qilin onto her back and bore them soaring upward, narrowly avoiding the Heavenly Duke's palm, and rushed toward the Phoenix Ship!
Qi Jiuyi clutched Yan'er's feathers for dear life and shouted to the soldiers on the Phoenix Ship, "Set sail—now!"