Chapter 1573 — The First Clash
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
At the source of the Yong River, the Heavenly River had already changed its course when the Heavenly Court migrated to the Ancestral Court and returned to its original position; by now the channel of the Yong River no longer held any magnificent, surging flow. The channel remained, but the Heavenly River had drifted up into the sky.
There was still water in the river, but it was shallow and turbid, holding only a few fish, shrimp, and water creatures; the dragon clan that had once lived there had migrated into the sky together with the Heavenly River, and up there the Heavenly River had raised magnificent palaces.
Still, all around the river channel many gods and demons were encamped, waiting in strict formation. When the seven Heavenly Lords visited the Black Mountain Holy Land, the Fire Heavenly Lord, the Palace Heavenly Lord, and Lady Taiyin heard that Shen Mu had come to rescue Lord Ling, and so they came rushing over in a blaze — only to find no one there at all.
Their status was extraordinary, and having waited so long for Shen Mu in vain, they could hardly keep watch here forever; the gods and demons stationed here were their subordinates.
Shen Mu glanced around and saw that these gods and demons had already pitched camp and built one small divine city after another, and they looked on him as a mortal enemy. In those camps and divine cities, divine-demonic messenger after divine-demonic messenger flew off at speed, no doubt to inform the Fire Heavenly Lord and the rest.
Shen Mu paid it no mind. He went straight to the side of one divine city and said with a smile, "Who will go with me to notify Lord Xiao?
" The defending general in that city trembled with fear and shouted at the top of his voice, "Lord Mu, do not be so outrageous! This is not a place where you can run wild—" Shen Mu swept his gaze across them, and a great abyss of Guixu appeared above that divine city.
The defending general's face went white, and every god and demon in the city dared not stir in the slightest.
The Guixu abyss revolved, and a vast tidal pull of gravity locked them all in place; the moment the abyss unleashed its might, it could swallow every one of them whole, not a single one left!
Shen Mu's face was kindly as he smiled and said, "Don't be afraid.
I am, after all, a Heavenly Lord, not some great devil who kills without blinking.
Who will go with me to notify Lord Xiao?
" "This humble servant will go at once! " The defending general hastily transformed into a beam of divine light and fled far away, heading straight for the nearest Spiritual Energy Transfer Bridge.
Shen Mu dispersed his Guixu divine art and walked into the divine city, going straight up to the city tower to sit down. The gods and demons in the city were as silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to utter a word.
A few quick-witted divine-demonic officers hastily presented fragrant tea, fine wine, and dried fruits, and ordered singing girls to come and play strings and pipes, singing and dancing to entertain the Heavenly Lord.
Shen Mu opened his mouth, and the divine maiden beside him hastily popped a peeled purple-jade grape into it — even the seeds had been picked out of that grape.
Shen Mu ate the grape and smacked his lips, and at once a divine maiden held fragrant tea to his mouth. Shen Mu drank the tea and saw that the dancers' figures were lithe, their dancing lovely and moving, their song seeping into the heart; he could not help raising both hands. The divine maidens to either side hastily caught this Heavenly Lord's hands and helped him clap.
"Clap, clap, clap! " Shen Mu clapped and praised, "Wonderful.
This melody praises the soldiers who died gloriously for the Heavenly Court in the Battle of Yanggu, does it not?
A song of praise, praising the loyal and filial hearts of the Heavenly Court's soldiers, their loyal livers and gallant spirits, their refusal to bend, their refusal to yield even in death.
Wonderful!