Chapter 1210 — The Qihuang Sacred Hall
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 3
" Beaming, he summoned the Dragon Qilin and Yan'er and instructed them: "I mean to pluck that ancient god's egg which answers every prayer, and leave behind the treasures of the twenty-eight heavens. You are the Longshan Recluse, the first Heavenly Master under heaven, and master of the Void Mother Beast, commanding the Void Beasts within the Ancestral Court. Stay here, the two of you, and you can keep this precious land safe. " The Dragon Qilin asked in haste, "When will the Sect Master return?
" Shen Mu thought a moment. "A year at the soonest; three to five years at the latest. " The Dragon Qilin was uneasy at heart. The title of Longshan Recluse was somewhat watered down, and though the Blind Elder, master of formations, was there, he still felt his footing unsure.
"Taming a Sect Master is easy; taming a blind old master is hard.
That blind master is devilish shrewd.
. .
" He sensed crisis descending; his Scripture of Taming Men would doubtless face a trial of no small weight.
Shen Mu sought out the Blind Elder and the Silent Artisan, and entrusted to them the reforging of the Glazed Azure Heaven Banner.
The Silent Artisan laughed: "The Northern Emperor squandered heaven's gifts, refining that treasure into a shambles. I have long found it hard to look at, and I will surely have a go at it. Set your mind at ease.
" Shen Mu flew up, plucked the ancient god's egg from the Glazed Azure Heaven Banner, and placed it within the Shen-character continent, thinking: "I have already puzzled out seven or eight parts in ten of Taishi's Dao-language. Now I can use Taishi's Dao-language to infer the Dao-language of this ancient god's egg which answers every prayer. Then I will know just what those two ancient gods within the eggs were deliberating over. " He walked outward and looked up; the day had grown late.
Shen Mu took out his lantern and was about to leave when of a sudden the earth shook and the mountains swayed—beyond the Hundred Thousand Black Mountains, a whole cosmos collapsing in dread ruin.
Within the Hundred Thousand Black Mountains, the gods of Jingping watched in terror, and the Dragon Qilin's voice came from afar: "Do not panic, all of you! This is only the sight of the last cosmic year at its destruction.
The Ancestral Court has not changed! " At those words Shen Mu breathed out in relief, shouldered his lantern, and walked out of the Hundred Thousand Black Mountains, past the reach of the Glazed Azure Heaven Banner's protection. Yet the very instant he stepped beyond the Hundred Thousand Black Mountains, an icy dread came over him, and a vast terror rose in his heart.
The Dao he heard was the Dao of this cosmos, wailing, snapping apart; the gods of this world were sobbing in grief! This was no illusion.
He had truly set foot in the age when the last cosmos perished!