Chapter 997 — The Rampaging Ancient Spirits
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Divine King Langwan could not help shaking her head, and sighed, "He really has gone mad."
She carried Shen Mu slowly down, landing upon the highest altar, and her divine consciousness became an incomparably resounding voice that rang through heaven and earth: "The Holy Infant has won the recognition of the forebear spirits! He has received the inheritance of his forebears, possesses supreme knowledge and wisdom, and will soon lead our race to glory and prosperity!"
Shen Mu's face glowed; he raised both hands and waved to the myriad Creators.
Below, the cheering was deafening. The Creators were stirred to the depths, their blood seething, and they visualized a myriad of wondrous visions in celebration.
Gazing down at the extraordinary throng, Langwan's divine consciousness rippled gently as she said to Shen Mu, "If you betray the hopes of our race, I will kill you. I will show no mercy."
Shen Mu smiled and said, "Divine King, I am a Creator now myself. How could I betray my own race? Do you believe me?"
Langwan looked into his clear eyes. After a moment, the Divine King smiled—and Shen Mu, watching, was lost for a moment.
"I believe you," she said softly.