Chapter 958 — The Demonic Thought Takes the Form of the Heavenly Emperor
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 5
" At that very moment Shen Mu was springing up from the shoulder of the last corpsewalker; in the instant of his leap, countless transmission runes blazed to life about his body, whirling with a rushing clatter, wrapped themselves around him — and he vanished! "Heavenly Venerable Mu is truly slippery beyond all grasping!
" Yun Chuxiu said, clapping her hands in admiration. The tower ship slowed, yet by sheer momentum it still flew past beneath the last corpsewalker, hurtling on for a hundred li and more; dread clutched at every heart aboard, and inner demons came crowding in upon them from all sides.
Luo Wushuang shook his head and cried out: "Do not stop!
Drive the ship with all your strength — into the Land of the Great Void before the inner demons take solid form! " Scarcely had the words left his mouth when a clatter of tapping came to his ears.
Cold sweat stood out on Luo Wushuang's brow; he turned and looked back, and there behind the tower ship stood Shen Mu atop his box, gazing at him with a chill and baleful look.
The box ran at full stretch, pursuing the tower ship. At the same time the space beyond the tower ship quivered, and an enormous eyeball squeezed its way out of the void, its gaze cruel and savage — whose inner demon it was, no one aboard could say.
The great eyeball suddenly split apart top and bottom; within it, incredibly, the eye was packed with jagged fangs.
It opened its vast mouth and bit down at the tower ship! And at the same moment monsters of every kind burrowed out of the void!
Wicked dragons longer than the tower ship itself; tentacled horrors lurking beneath the hull; giant spiders with more eyes on their backs than could be counted; a headless bride; an ancient god clad in raging fire!
Nor were there monsters alone — the figure of the Ancient God Heavenly Emperor too was rising out of the void.
And not the Ancient God Heavenly Emperor alone, but Heavenly Venerables as well; some disciple or other had taken his own master for an inner demon! "We have been tricked.
" Luo Wushuang sighed inwardly, drew his blade with his one arm and cut at the great eyeball, thinking: "The reason Shen the Overlord Body began his flight before he ever reached the Land of the Great Void is that he wants us to chase him.
He can use his transmission divine art to carry himself to the Land of the Great Void a step ahead of us, while we — once we burst past the shroud of the corpsewalkers' aura — will be cut down by inner demons.
Ruthless and vicious, this fellow, ruthless indeed!
" A divine officer aboard cried out shrilly: "No more of the Neither-Thought-Nor-No-Thought! Spend every scrap of your power — charge for the Land of the Great Void! " Before he had finished speaking, a winged dragon swooped down, seized him, and dragged him into the void. A scream came out of the emptiness; countless monsters surged up from the void and fell upon the divine officer, and he was dead in moments.
Luo Wushuang slew the great eyeball monster, then drove the tower ship with all his might, and everyone aboard strained to the last of their strength to force the vessel to its utmost speed.
The tower ship flew like a gleam of light, a shadow skimming past; divine weapon of the first rank though it was, at such speed its hull began to groan and creak, deck planks bursting apart with sharp cracks, rivets tearing loose and shooting away behind them.
The hull lurched and shuddered; at any moment it might come apart!
Luo Wushuang stole a glance and saw that in the void the matchless, towering Heavenly Emperor was slowly turning his head to look at the ship. His heart went cold as ice.
The Heavenly Emperor's body was vast beyond all measure. Fast as the tower ship was, before that colossal being it seemed utterly insignificant — a tiny insect crawling slowly past the face of the Ancient God Heavenly Emperor, skimming by the wing of his nose.