Chapter 998 — Fleeing Helter-Skelter (Second Update!)
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 5
With the Divine King Langwan's help, moving each Creator became much easier. He thought to himself, "This method of moving troops, dispatching generals, and arraying forces should be brought back to Jingping! The union of consciousness and vital essence should be brought back to Jingping as well! If that were done, forging an invincible army of gods and demons would be easy—a trifling matter!
" All along the way, using the Divine King Langwan's consciousness, he issued orders to every Creator, having them change their ranks, adjust their formations, cast aside those chaotic visualized objects, and divide into separate arrays, each visualizing only one kind of object. As for the Creators who would not obey, Shen Mu had the tribal chiefs and elders go restrain them; if an elder would not obey, the chief went to punish him; if a chief would not obey, the Divine King Langwan stepped in. Marching and drilling troops the whole way was truly arduous.
Even borrowing the Divine King Langwan's consciousness to command all the Creators, it took Shen Mu more than a month before these Creators stopped wandering off in every direction on the march. Only then did Shen Mu understand why the Kaihuang Heavenly Court, once the Four Great Heavenly Kings were no longer there to hold the command, had collapsed so swiftly. To change commanders on the eve of battle with a great enemy before you is the gravest taboo in the art of war.
The Four Great Heavenly Kings of the Kaihuang Heavenly Court had held the armies, but for various reasons they could not take part in the war, and command passed to the Four Great Celestial Masters—so that the army collapsed like a mountain toppling. If merely drilling troops was this hard, how much worse was it to change commanders on the battlefield? "Neat ranks are still not enough.
The formations I've had these Creators set up are only impressive on the surface—good enough to frighten others, but to frighten a master of formations like Yan Yunxi, hardly. " Shen Mu was uneasy at heart.
"I hope she's still in Fengdu and hasn't returned to the Land of No Sorrow. " The Land of No Sorrow, the Thirty-Three Heavens. Ever since Kaihuang came to the Other Shore World, where a single sword-strike of land became the Thirty-Three Heavens, and founded the Land of No Sorrow, the Land of No Sorrow had known one calamity after another.
The Star-Makers among the Creators had created countless stars, surrounding all Thirty-Three Heavens of the Land of No Sorrow.
Numberless stars blocked every road into the Land of No Sorrow, and now and then stars would fall from the sky and crash down upon it. Each time, the Heaven-Watching Bureau of the Land of No Sorrow had to give early warning, and gods had to strike and shatter the planets before the Land of No Sorrow could be kept safe. Yet from time to time Creators would still come charging out of the mass of stars to attack the Land of No Sorrow, causing great trouble, and every time many were killed or wounded.
It was not until Kaihuang's one hundred and seventh generation descendant, Shen Fengqing, returned with his parents from the outside world that this situation gradually changed.
Every invading Creator was devoured by Shen Fengqing, and only then did the Creators' invasions stop.
Now, countless stars and their fragments locked the Land of No Sorrow in from outside, and only a few gods of the Land of No Sorrow could sail out through the tower-ships. In the Thirty-Third Heaven, reports kept coming in.
Yan Yunxi, dressed in men's clothing like a scholar, leafed through the reports and laughed. "These Creators have actually begun to learn how to array themselves. How interesting.
Their formations might fool others, but brought before me, they're simply a small sorcerer meeting a great one. Your Majesty, have your injuries healed?
" Kaihuang frowned. "My injuries are healed; there's no need to worry about me.