Chapter 985 — The Holy Infant's Unspoken Sorrow
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
These Creators landed, each waving a hand, and the tower-ships, jeweled carriages, flying dragons, and the rest dissolved into divine consciousness.
"Holy Infant, these are the chieftains of the various tribes."
Xiu Zhong said this quietly to Shen Mu, then went to meet those chieftains and said in a deep voice: "Chieftains, you have come from afar, and I did not receive you — I beg your pardon. But why have you interrupted our sacrifice to the Holy Infant?"
An aged Creator with white hair, white brows, and a white robe, leaning on a staff of authority, thumped the staff heavily, his gaze like lightning as he looked toward Shen Mu, and said in a deep voice: "Whether he is the Holy Infant is not yet settled. Why, Chieftain Xiu Zhong, must you be in such haste? That villain Shen Ye is full of schemes — beware that the Holy Infant you have found is a fake, one deliberately conjured to deceive us!"
Xiu Zhong said: "The prophecy says the Holy Infant bearing the Prime Stone will appear in the future. Mu Qing has the Prime Stone at his brow, so he is naturally the Holy Infant."
The white-robed old Creator craned his head forward — his vast head even more colossal than the altar — and studied Shen Mu's eye closely, drawing back only after a moment.
The other chieftains too crowded their heads forward, examining Shen Mu's third eye carefully, and nodded one after another: "It is indeed the Prime Stone."
Xiu Zhong laughed: "Since the Holy Infant's identity is confirmed, then..."
"Hold!"
The white-robed Creator shook his head: "The prophecy also says that when the Holy Infant descends into the world, besides having the Prime Stone set in his eye, he is born bearing the Seal of Authority, symbolizing the supreme power of the Creators! If he is the Holy Infant, then at his birth he must have held the Seal of Authority in his hand!"
"Exactly."
The Creators of the other tribes chimed in: "The prophecy says that Holy Infant, the moment he came into the world, held in his hand the supreme power of the Creators; when he was born, he was born upon an altar bearing that supreme power, symbolizing the highest authority! This is the prophecy the ancestral spirits received from the divine consciousness of all the forebears — it cannot be wrong!"
"That villain surnamed Shen is utterly cunning and full of schemes. Back then he said he was borrowing a piece of land — who would have thought the wretch had such wolfish ambition, and the land he borrowed was this vast!"
One Creator chieftain, seething with rage, drew a circle in the air with both hands to show it, and said: "Villain Shen said he was borrowing a sword's breadth of land — and that sword's breadth turned out to be the Thirty-Three Heavens! The wretch is sly. If this Holy Infant who has suddenly appeared cannot produce the Seal of Authority, then he is a spy that villain Shen has planted among us!"
Within the Prime Stone of Shen Mu's vertical eye, Shu Jun's great head exulted, crying: "That's right, this brat is the spy — I am the Holy Infant you are looking for!"
Xiu Zhong frowned and looked at Shen Mu on the altar.
Helpless, Shen Mu took out the Great Emperor's Seal and said falteringly: "The Seal of Authority you speak of — is it this? And the altar that bears the Seal of Authority..."
From the vertical eye at his brow flew a vast altar, which crashed down to the ground.
"Is it this altar?"
Shen Mu's face was full of helplessness, while inwardly he groaned: "I really do not want to be your Holy Infant. I want to go home — I only want to go back to Wuyou Township! But if I said that, you would surely beat me to death..."