Chapter 1224 — Fellow Cultivator, Wait a Moment
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 3
One day, she came by the source of the Yong River. Mist was rising over the water, and the girl bearing the divine sword on her back could not help but sigh in boundless emotion: this river had buried too much history, so much that its rushing waters had become the sobbing of time itself.
Just then she saw the gods of the Heavenly Court charging in to kill.
The gods of the Heavenly Court were hunting down a girl carrying a basket. She struck out and saved the girl, but the girl was already at the end of her strength. She admired this heroine and escorted her onward, yet in the end that girl fell within the Yong River.
In the basket was a tiny infant, wailing loudly.
On his chest lay a Mystic Light Soul-Guarding Jade. Night fell, and the White Dragon girl watched the infant drift to a little village on the bank of the Yong River. "Listen, all of you!
" an old woman's voice came from the village.
"There is a child crying outside! " Forty-six years later, on the Yong River, wind and waves surged; great billows beat the sky and split the banks.
Mist rose once more.
Streaks of light flashed by, and Shen Mu, bringing with him Wei Suifeng, the Dragon Earl King, Feng Qiuyun, Lin Xiao, and tens of thousands of mighty ones of the Feather Forest Guard, appeared upon the river.
A violent wind blew; the waves ran high; the mist was scattered.
Upon the river, divine power burst forth; the wind ceased, the waves stilled, and the Feather Forest Guard stood in grim silence.