Chapter 1081 — This Hairpin Is Returned to You
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 5
The waves of the Heavenly River surged and tumbled, like the long river of time itself—now rushing, now gentle.
Yun Tianzun's vessel sailed upon the Heavenly River.
He had conversed at length with the Creator within the Great Void, had come to understand much of the history of the Primordial Age, and his heart swelled and pitched like the Heavenly River itself. The history of the Primordial Age was far too fascinating and far too treacherous, riddled with peril on every side, and he could not help but ponder it deeply. He also thought of Lang Wan's beautiful countenance.
Whenever he thought of that girl, a fire would kindle in his heart.
The Lang Wan of this time brimmed with youth, filled with a captivating vitality, and utterly pure and innocent. The moment he laid eyes on her, he had been enchanted.
Unfortunately, he could only suppress this wondrous feeling, for the human race was the more important matter. "Unless the Great Emperor and the Heavenly Emperor are eliminated, there can be no peace under heaven.
" His expression was calm, yet within his eyes surged a raging torrent; deep wisdom lay concealed beneath his placid exterior.
"The Great Void will become a stronghold where my human race may take shelter from the storms.
Should we all fail in the future, we will still need a place to hide. And if Luo Xiao's three prophecies come to pass, then I must ponder how to deal with the Great Emperor's invasion of the Great Void.
" The torrent hidden in his gaze grew ever more turbulent. Within the Heavenly River, a towering wave rose and lifted his boat. The vessel rode the crest of wind and wave, and Yun Tianzun's robes fluttered in the wind. Below lay a landscape of magnificent sweep, colorful clouds drifting leisurely, all taken in at a single glance.
This was his era!
He was destined to become the tide-rider of this magnificent age, to lead the human race toward an unprecedented glory, to leave the boldest stroke in the annals of history!
He would preside over the death of the Great Emperor, the death of the Heavenly Emperor; the Age of the Ancient Gods would gradually draw to a close at his hands, and the Heavenly Alliance would fall into schism at his hands as well.
Those who overthrew the Ancient Gods would inevitably replace them as rulers.
And of all this, Yun Tianzun still knew nothing.
He merely gazed upon the mist-shrouded landscape, his breast brimming with heroic ambition. A great wave fell, and the Heavenly Dragon Treasure Chariot drove out from the mists upon the Heavenly River, emerging once more into the Longhan Era.
Yet times had changed and circumstances had shifted; it was now an unknown number of years since the Xiaohan Heavenly Court. In that era, Mu Tianzun's earth-shaking exploits had set off a great transformation, but few remained who knew of what Mu Tianzun had done. Shen Mu steadied himself, altered his appearance, and transformed once more into Mu Qing.
"I wonder what year of Longhan this is. What a pity—even our eldest senior brother cannot say for certain in what year the Ghost Ship docked in Longhan.
" Shen Mu rose to his feet and said to Yan'er, "Yan'er, hang the lantern well. The wind and waves are strong—do not let them snuff it out.
" Yan'er acknowledged the order, hung the lantern securely, and said, "Young Master, will I be able to see my mother this time?
" Shen Mu smiled and said, "So long as nothing unexpected happens, this time we should be able to meet the Southern Emperor. Rest assured—once we meet her, we can lay our plans with ease.
Even if the Fire Tianzun kills her in the future, she will not truly die.
" He clasped his hands behind his back, watching Yan'er hang the lantern, his heart full of confidence. Yan'er let out a cheer and busied herself diligently feeding the Dragon Qilin and the six Heavenly Dragons, then fished the little Tubo out from the Dragon Qilin's ear and fed it spirit pills.