Chapter 1722 — The Sovereign Takes the Field
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
Dragon Qilin stepped forward and said, "Your son-in-law greets you, Mother-in-law! " Bai Yuqiong looked at him and suddenly laughed out loud. "I have never been married, and yet I have acquired a daughter and a son-in-law.
How strange! " But in her mind were memories of Yan'er.
Before she became Que Feiyin, while she was still the Southern Emperor, the Vermilion Bird, she had shared a brief love with the Eastern Emperor Azure Dragon, and later she had sent Yan'er to the Moon Venerable.
Some memories of the Southern Emperor still remained, but most had grown hazy; only a few striking events lingered. What she remembered most vividly were the things that had happened after she became Que Feiyin and then Bai Yuqiong.
She was still Bai Yuqiong.
But now she had become a wholly new being, bound to the Southern Emperor, yet not the Southern Emperor.
In the Primal World, in the Carefree Land, at the Realm of Supreme Clarity, Shen Mu moved his gaze away from the Southern Emperor and said with a smile, "To block the path of the Heavenly Court's defeated army, Jingping has only a small force to spare, but they are the pick of the elite.
" The Southern Emperor, the Vermilion Bird, asked, "May I ask the Heavenly Venerable whom he intends to send? " Shen Mu let his gaze rest on the First Ancestor, the Human Sovereign.
He smiled. "The First Ancestor may lead the armies of the Hall of Human Sovereigns; that will suffice. " The First Ancestor rose and saluted the Southern Emperor.
Her eyes flickered. "My Southern Sea has the two emperors of the Crimson Bright age, the host of tigers and wolves under me and Yan'er, and the phoenix legions of the Crimson Emperor Qi Xiayu. With peerless force, we will grind down the remnants of every army lord of the Heavenly Court.
The army lords, desperate to live, have been fleeing all the way.
If Prince Shen Wu blocks their path, they will turn into cornered beasts.
Cornered beasts are the most dangerous of all.
Prince Shen Wu, have you the ability to hold? " Her tone was relentless, and her eyes blazed.
"I have heard that in the Kaihuang era Prince Shen Wu played the deserter: you abandoned Jade Bright Palace, abandoned your brothers, your sisters, your kin, your friends.
Today, facing the last stand of the Heavenly Court's army lords, do you have the courage to face such appalling slaughter?
" Ling Yuxiu frowned and was about to defend the First Ancestor, but Shen Mu raised a hand to stop her and shook his head gently.
"If you cannot stop these broken remnants, they will join the Heavenly Court army attacking the Carefree Land and turn around to bite me. " The Southern Emperor rose; her aura was like the wildfire of a battleground, crushing and fierce. She stepped forward and pressed her towering force down on the First Ancestor. "You have not earned my trust. You have a prior record as a deserter! Can you face the mountains of corpses and seas of blood?
" Her aura surged to its peak. In a boundless sea of fire, countless gods and demons struggled, screamed, and wailed in misery. As the Southern Emperor, the Vermilion Bird had seen too many wars and massacres, from the wars of the Creators in the primordial age, to the wars between the Creators and the Ancient Gods, to the god-demon battles of the Dragon Han era. Her aura reeked of gore and storm; with nothing but her aura she could break the weak.
The First Ancestor was somber and wounded, but he faced that terrible aura head-on, his frame like a sky-bearing pillar that would not fall when heaven and earth collapsed, using all his strength to hold up the toppling world.
"I can. " There was melancholy in his voice, but his words were cut with iron.
The Southern Emperor swept her crimson sleeve before his face; the sea of Dao fire turned to a sea of blood, and visions of countless agonizing deaths burst into his mind. "Can you still say that? " the Vermilion Bird demanded. "Your Dao heart has a flaw.