Chapter 1398 — He Who Walks Long by the River Finally Wets His Shoes
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 3
Shen Mu roused his divine ability; the runes of the Great Dao flew out and formed Dao patterns, and the Dao patterns formed Dao chains, yet the turning of the Dao chains, too, grew sluggish. The uncanny power that filled this place pierced into his Dao chains, into his Dao patterns, into the runes of the Great Dao, so that his divine ability could barely take shape! His primordial spirit flew ever more slowly, until at last it could muster no dharma power at all, and fell from the sky. Shen Mu strode out on foot, racing along at a swift run.
His speed was still great, a flicker of light and shadow, but the deeper he went into these strange mountains, the stronger the suppression he felt! "What place is this?
" Scarcely had the thought crossed his mind when the connection between his primordial spirit and his body suddenly surged with immense intensity. Whoosh.
His primordial spirit sank into his body.
Shen Mu opened his eyes and laughed aloud, "Long Xiao, why so sneaky, stealing my body?
" Only then did Shen Mu feel the heavy weight at his neck: a chain forged of divine gold was fastened around it, while Long Xiao, shrunk now to a dozen zhang or so in length, lay sprawled upon a throne like a bramble, deep in a doze.
Beside Long Xiao, Long Qilin was brewing medicine and changing dressings for him, tending his wounds, and he said in a low voice, "Foster Father, Heavenly Venerable Mu is here! " Long Xiao slowly opened his eyes, yawned, and said with a smile, "Do not call him Heavenly Venerable Mu.
Call him Mount Mu, the Heavenly Venerable. "