Chapter 975 — Power That Reaches Heaven
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
"The Void Heavenly Venerable is dangerous?"
Shen Mu could not help sinking into thought. What exactly did the Fire Heavenly Venerable mean by that?
Did he mean that the Void Heavenly Venerable, the woman, was dangerous? Or that something was wrong with the Void Heavenly Venerable as a person?
"The Fire Heavenly Venerable is as hot-headed as ever, and he never says a thing clearly."
Shen Mu shook his head. In the old days the Fire Heavenly Venerable had been of a fiery temper; he had once come to blows with Shen Mu over some trifle, and had been soundly beaten for it, and now he was still the same.
"But he did not strike to kill me, and he told me to look after the Cloud Heavenly Venerable's body. Back at the Jade Pool, among the three Heavenly Venerables who raised their hands to shield me, was he one of them?"
Shen Mu sighed. He had meant to ask the Fire Heavenly Venerable who that sword-mastering enemy he had met in the Creators' city was, and whether it was Kaihuang; but the Fire Heavenly Venerable had left so fast that he had had no time to ask.
If Kaihuang was also in the Great Void, then it meant the Land of No Sorrow was here as well.
They walked out of the Supreme Divine Consciousness Domain, and saw before them a rootless fire blazing fiercely, flames two or three zhang high, now swelling, now dwindling.
Above the flames hung a golden rope, its upper end tethered to a cloud in the sky, its lower end binding a man whose hands and feet were trussed behind his back; he dangled over the fire, and the rootless flames burned him till his screams came without cease.
Shen Mu and Luo Wushuang looked closely: it was Yue Tingge, Celestial Master Yue.
Seeing the two of them, the Daoist hurriedly choked down his pain and cried out at the top of his voice: "Mu Heavenly Venerable, young friend Luo, I offended the Fire Heavenly Venerable and could not escape him. He never forgives the least slight; he seized me and hung me here, meaning to roast me for a few hundred years to avenge himself, and only then will he let me go! I beg the two of you to save me, and this humble Yue will be endlessly grateful!"
Shen Mu turned a blind eye and stopped his ears.
Luo Wushuang, being kind of heart, said, "The Fire Heavenly Venerable hung you here instead of killing you, so he must have his reasons. If we untie you on our own account, will we not have offended him? Celestial Master Yue, just burn through the rope and you will be free. Rub yourself against the fire a little..."
Yue Tingge raged: "This rope is a treasure he refined, and this fire is his fire. How could it possibly burn through? You are even worse than the Mu Heavenly Venerable!"
The two were about to leave when Yue Tingge said hurriedly, "I know a secret!"
Shen Mu and Luo Wushuang kept walking. Yue Tingge cried, "I know where the rest of the Creators went!"
Shen Mu halted, turned around, and said in astonishment, "How is it that Celestial Master Yue is hanging here? Who is so bold as to put Celestial Master Yue on a fire to roast? Divine Blade Luo, quick, lend a hand and get Celestial Master Yue down!"
Yue Tingge glared, eyes wide and round, staring fixedly at him.
Shen Mu's face did not change. He wrought a teleportation formation and sent that rootless fire dozens of li away; Luo Wushuang, for his part, tried to untie the golden rope, but could not. Instead the rope bit him, and the web of his hand between thumb and forefinger came away dripping blood.
The head of the golden rope was a dragon's head; small though it was, it was most vicious.
Shen Mu came forward and studied the golden rope. "This golden rope is a dragon. Most likely it was the Fire Heavenly Venerable's mount or his belt, and he has refined it into a weapon. It will not be easy to undo... Just now Celestial Master Yue said he knew where the Creators went. Perhaps Celestial Master Yue would be so good as to tell us in detail."