Chapter 1618 — Heavenly Venerables Honor Their Promises, the Supreme Unyielding
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
The Seventh Young Master of the Hall of Chaos was none other than Shen Mu, standing there before his eyes — one could well imagine how shaken Kaihuang had been at the time. And what that Seventh Young Master, Shen Mu, had told him shook him even more deeply still.
He had never once spoken to anyone of what he had undergone in the Hall of Chaos; he was far more steady than Shen Mu, and knew well how to keep a secret.
In those years when he had used Venerable Ling's divine power to return to the early years of Longhan, he had never breathed a word to anyone of his encounter with Shen Mu. He had been careful indeed, taking pains to remain a mere observer in the early years of Longhan, never attempting to alter any part of history. In this he differed from Shen Mu.
He did not meddle with history; Shen Mu, flamboyant by nature, had kicked up a mighty commotion in the early years of Longhan, and in the end the two of them had together fulfilled history. Kaihuang gradually stilled his heart, and leafing through the Sword Canon, he resolved to bury what had happened in the Hall of Chaos deep within himself and tell no one.
Shen Mu looked about him. Venerable Ling, Venerable Moon, Kaihuang, and himself besides — four of the five Heavenly Venerables who had founded the Heaven Alliance were gathered here, and his heart surged and heaved. He laughed aloud. "Of the five founding elders of the Heaven Alliance, only one is missing now. Where is my golden ship?
" Eagerly he said, "The Golden Ship of Salvation hasn't fallen into the enemy's hands, has it? With that ship I can send Venerable Cloud's body into the Great Luo Heaven of Divine Consciousness, and then Venerable Cloud can break free of his shackles and descend from Great Luo Heaven. That way, the Five Ancients of Creation will be complete!
" Venerable Ling raised her head from the vast ocean of books. "I left the golden ship outside Wendao Academy. " Shen Mu made at once to hurry off. Kaihuang closed the Sword Canon, his swordlike brows lifting. "Venerable Mu, are you certain you truly mean to save the Earl of Earth?
" Shen Mu halted and turned to look at him, a flicker of doubt on his face. "There is no chance of victory in this battle, and you know it perfectly well. " Kaihuang returned the Sword Canon to the village headman and rose to his feet. "Langwan's strength falls short. Matched against any one of the Heavenly Venerables, her defeat is certain.
After Taichu's bloodbath across the Void of the Other Shore and the migration war of Carefree Township, only one or two thousand Creators remain. If anything should happen to Langwan, the race of Creators will be in peril of extinction!
" Langwan sat quietly where she was. "Venerable Mu is the sacred infant of the Creator race.
I trust him.
" "Venerables Fire, Ancestor, Lang, Void and the rest have returned from the Jade Capital of the Ancestral Court, and every one of them is now a different being from before.
Venerable Moon's cultivation cannot compare with theirs; she can only harass the enemy, never inflict a fatal wound. " Kaihuang went on, "She has been plagued by her Dao wound for forty thousand years and has only just healed. Through those forty thousand years her strength scarcely advanced, while her enemies surged ahead! In the battle of the Nether Capital, her life will be at risk as well! " Venerable Moon's face was calm. "My Dao wound was healed by Venerable Mu.
If he wishes me to go to the Nether Capital, then to the Nether Capital I will go. On the battlefield, I can protect myself.