Chapter 1079 — A Love That Never Wavers
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 5
" Luo Xiao's divine consciousness quivered with agitation; his physical body upon the Heavenly Dragon Treasure Carriage was at this moment streaming with tears.
"Our child, we have lain silent since the primordial era until now, passing through countless ages, observing the course of the myriad worlds of the cosmos, discerning the hidden and mysterious principles within the void, perceiving past and future. " "Child, we have seen the suffering the Creators in the Great Void will face in the future, and we have also sensed your heart.
" "Child, return to the Great Void. Bear these three prophecies; in the future they will be fulfilled one by one. " .
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On the treasure carriage, Luo Xiao bowed deeply, choking with sobs, weeping until he could make no sound. In the twenty-third void, the ancestral spirits of the Creator forebears told him the three prophecies concerning the Creators of the Great Void: the prophecy of the Great Emperor's invasion and Cloud Tianzun, the prophecy of the Other Shore World, and the prophecy of the Holy Infant.
After the three prophecies, the ancestral spirits were silent for a moment. "Child, strive to live. You.
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go now. " Luo Xiao withdrew his divine consciousness. Shen Mu also withdrew his own divine consciousness, and watched Luo Xiao, who had fallen into wild ecstasy.
Agitated, he paced back and forth, embraced Long Qilin, embraced Yan'er, and even hugged and kissed the six Heavenly Dragons. At last, he tightly embraced Shen Mu and, choking back sobs, said: "Mu, you are my true brother!
" Shen Mu wore a smile, clapped him firmly on the back, and said softly: "We should go, brother. " Luo Xiao released him, wiped the tears from his face, and smiled with great innocence.
Shen Mu quietly activated the reverse summoning formation, sensing the altar left outside the Ancestral Court.
At this moment, within the mining vein, Gu Xiao was covered in wounds, already in imminent peril under the attacks of Dahong and the void mother-beast.
Dahong's laughter drifted from there. "Taichu, you have finally lost. You die here, and your true body outside will never know what happened in this place!
And I will gradually devour and consume the power you hold!
" Like a cat that had caught a beloved mouse, he was in no hurry to kill Gu Xiao, but toyed with him bit by bit, making Gu Xiao's wounds ever heavier, yet unable to escape.
"I will gradually encroach upon your Heavenly Court, divide your strength, and little by little destroy the era you established — make you despair, make you unable to find your true enemy, make you die at last amidst endless agony!
" At last, Gu Xiao knelt, kneeling before Gong Yun's golden coffin, with no strength left to fight. Dahong stood before him, strange and eerie light flickering in his pupils, the tip of his spear lifting Gu Xiao's chin. He chuckled: "I will seize your divine consciousness, obtain the Great Dao within this body of yours.
I will understand everything about you, and your true body will never know that I have been lurking at your side.
" Gu Xiao raised his head with difficulty, grinned, his teeth smeared with scarlet blood: "Great Emperor, do you know where Gong Yun's soul is? " Dahong's pupils contracted sharply.
"I carry it with me.
" Gu Xiao laughed with great relish: "I have carried her soul all along. Though I killed her, I once loved her too, so I imprisoned her soul. Would you like to see her one more time? " The spear in Dahong's hand trembled; his voice was hoarse: "Release her soul!
" Gu Xiao raised his hand with difficulty, took a jade pendant from his neck. He wanted to crush it with force, but could not crush it. His wounds were too grave; his lamp was all but spent.