Chapter 1380 — The New Wave Pushes the Old
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 3
Shen Mu steadied himself and looked into the depths of the Hundred Thousand Black Mountains. There were still no few gods and men about — some mining, some refining treasures — but the Ancestral Court's few pillars of strength were nowhere to be seen!
"How were they lost?"
Shen Mu's voice was hoarse. "Did they slip out under cover of night?"
Long Qilin shook his head hastily. "They aren't as bold as you, Sect Master; they didn't dare go out at night. It was Shu Jun who bewitched them — he said he had a way to enter the far side of the Ancestral Court and capture the behemoths there, that the primordial beasts there were stronger. So they all ran off to the north of the Ancestral Court..."
Shen Mu let out a breath. So long as they had not gone out at night, they could still be saved. Then he said coldly, "Shu Jun does not know reverse summoning. I never taught him that art. In all this world, those who understand reverse summoning are myself, Divine King Langwan, and one other — you!"
Long Qilin's great head drooped. He said in a small voice, "Shu Jun said he wanted to go to the far side of the Ancestral Court, where the mightiest behemoth in the world, Longxiao, dwells — but they didn't know how to get there. I love to show off, so I taught him..."
Shen Mu's vision went black. He steadied himself.
The most learned being in all the world, apart from himself, was Long Qilin.