Chapter 1307 — Ambush in the Canyon
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 3
Above the Great Black Wood, the spiritual qi and spiritual power of heaven and earth came surging in madly, rushing wildly toward a valley on its outer edge.
The valley was vast, shaped like a basin, and within it mountain ranges stretched on and on. Shen Mu now stood atop one peak, the Divine Treasury Domain all around him, the Heavenly River flowing, linking the various realms, its hidden order matching the geography of the Ancestral Court.
The divine bow in his hand had been drawn to its utmost limit; countless rays of light surged in madly, converging upon the arrowhead!
The Great Black Wood's hundred thousand Great Black Mountains spanned a vast terrain; as the spiritual qi and spiritual power of heaven and earth poured in, they formed whirlpools of every size spinning madly in the air above this valley blasted out of the earth! Stream after stream of spiritual qi and spiritual power, beneath those whirlpools, was like so many tornadoes—yet they did not suck downward; instead they surged toward Shen Mu, pouring into that divine bow.
The divine bow's power grew stronger and stronger, so formidable that even Shen Mu could scarcely sustain it, the muscles of his arms trembling despite himself. In his heart he silently counted.
The quaking from deep underground grew ever stronger, shaking the mountains in the valley until they swayed; amid the heaving earth and trembling mountains, stream after stream of dreadful divine light gushed up from below, and the strange phenomenon actually soared into the sky, erupting above the valley floor to form a curtain of light!
From that curtain came sounds of slaughter, extraordinarily loud and clear, the din of battle shaking the heavens; dimly, one seemed to see countless incomparably powerful figures fighting and contending within the light.
That was the projection of the previous universe! This ore vein belonged to the outermost ring of the World Tree's growth rings—in other words, the projections of these mighty ones came from the previous cosmic year, and were the World Tree's memory.
Shen Mu turned a deaf ear and a blind eye to it all, his gaze still fixed dead on the place where the World Tree's roots had split open. There, from the World Tree's thick roots, an even more intense light gushed forth, and it actually gave out a grand sound like the tide surging and smashing against a cliff wall, wave upon wave, crash after crash!
That light was projected onto the cliff wall behind the roots, and within the radiance a figure could be faintly seen walking out from the light, drawing nearer and nearer, clearer and clearer!
The figure had at first been very small, but as he strode forward he actually grew larger and larger, as though he meant to walk right out of the stone wall! He had no right arm, and his gait was somewhat unnatural as he walked; he must be that mighty one of the previous universe whose arm Silent Craftsman and the Alchemist and the others had broken in the daytime!
But at that time his body had held no flesh or blood, only withered bone; now, astonishingly, he had grown flesh and blood!
Yet what was strange was that although he now had skin and flesh, seen from afar he looked like a dried-out mummy, incomparably gaunt! Suddenly, one of the man's hands reached forward, and the withered, bony palm actually thrust out through the cliff wall!
The cliff wall was the Great Black Mountain, and the Great Black Mountain was part of the World Tree's growth rings! He meant to follow the World Tree's growth rings, to crawl from the past into the present, from the destroyed universe into the present universe!
Just as his palm thrust out from the cliff wall, Shen Mu happened to count from one to ten!