Chapter 1617 — Tumult Among the Myriad Heavens
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
I will not disgrace your name! " Long Qilin transformed into human form and rose, cupping his fist and bowing. Shen Mu embraced him firmly. A vortex of dark light appeared in the sky, revealing the vast and boundless lands of the Beast Realm.
Long Qilin's form slowly rose and vanished into the vortex. The vortex vanished.
Shen Mu withdrew his gaze and walked into Gongsun Yan's Earthly Virtue Heavenly Palace.
In the Wendao Academy of the Earthly Virtue Heavenly Palace, Langwan and Yue Tianzun were already waiting, trading idle words now and then. Ling Tianzun sat to one side, leafing through the academy's texts, paying the others no heed at all.
Kaihuang, meanwhile, was reading the *Sword Codex* compiled by Lizheng and other sword-path masters of Jingping.
Lizheng stood to one side, quietly awaiting his guidance. When Shen Mu arrived, Kaihuang raised a sword-like brow, his gaze lifting from the *Sword Codex* and settling on Shen Mu. Shen Mu touched his own face.
"Have I grown better looking than before? " he asked, surprised.
"No.
Ugly as ever.
" Kaihuang lowered his head and went on reading the *Sword Codex*, though the corner of his mouth twitched.
His eyes were on the exquisite sword-path arts within the Codex, but his thoughts drifted unbidden to what had befallen him in the Jade Capital of the Ancestral Court.
That day, he had followed an old woman across sixteen chaos rivers to the Miluo Palace standing above the great calamity of the First Universe's destruction, and there he had entered the Chaos Hall. There he had met the Seventh Young Master—a Seventh Young Master weathered by time and brimming with wisdom, a Seventh Young Master who left him so shocked he could not speak.
The Seventh Young Master, Shen Mu.