Chapter 1735 — Outwitted by His Own Schemes
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
"Twenty-one ancient-god clones of Lingguan have already died by my hand, one more is held prisoner by me, and one is held prisoner by Junior Brother Jiang Baigui. Those two ancient gods of Lingguan can do little more.
That leaves seven.
" Shen Mu raced toward the Kan Lands of the Northern Frontier, and his running speed had already slowed somewhat from what it had been at the start, which sank his heart.
The Western Lands, he feared he would not reach in time. At his present pace, even if he abandoned Wei Suifeng and the Xuanwu Emperors now and ran straight for the Western Lands, the two ancient-god clones of Lingguan would likely have arrived there long before him.
"But those two ancient-god clones must be killed! Otherwise, after they kill Yue Tingge and Western Emperor White Tiger, they will turn to kill the First Ancestor, the Dao Ancestor, and the others! I only hope Yue Tingge and the Western Emperor can hold out!
Yue Tingge, after all, is the First Celestial Master!
" He sped like wind and lightning.
In the Kan Lands of the Northern Frontier there were three ancient gods, set respectively against the Xuanwu Emperors and Wei Suifeng. In the Western Lands there were two, in Southern Heaven or the Beast Realm there was one set against Long Qilin, and the last one was rushing to the Ancestral Court. "There is no need to go rescue Long Qilin.
I can drag him by force from Southern Heaven or the Beast Realm with a summoning art and leave Lingguan's ancient-god clone grasping at air. But that clone of Lingguan must also die. He cannot be left alive!
Yet the most critical of all is still the ancient-god clone bound for the Ancestral Court! " When Shen Mu reached the Kan Lands of the Northern Frontier, he saw only ice-bound snowfields, the earth sealed in ice, a vast white expanse, huge divine cities of ice and snow floating in the sky, icebergs suspended among the clustered cities, and there the Xuanwu Great Marsh lay across that desolate land, with the Heavenly River drawn in by the Xuanwu Great Marsh.
That great marsh was the ancestral ground of the Xuanwu Emperors, magnificent beyond measure, and among the Four Emperors of the ancient gods, the Xuanwu Emperors were the strongest in power, gods born of the sacrifices of the Juyu Clan, mightiest creator race of the primeval age!
Now upon that marsh, upon the Heavenly River, a giant warship galloped down the river, pressing the waters until they surged. Wei Suifeng led the Yulin Army in laying out the Great Heavenly Court Formation upon that warship, the newest battle chart of Jingping, and with the skilled craftsmen of Jingping only four charts had yet been forged, one of which Di Yiyue had begged away for use in the campaign of the Land of No Sorrow. Wei Suifeng had one here, Jiang Baigui had one there, and the other was with Yue Tingge.
And that giant warship was the great vessel Wei Suifeng had designed to break the Heavenly River navy, the Heavenly River Pagoda, itself a matchless heavy weapon.
Even with the blessing of two great weapons, Wei Suifeng and the officers and men of the Yulin Army faced the ancient-god clone of Palace Lord Lingguan with the utmost strain, and the great formation could be broken at any moment!
On the other side, the Xuanwu pair had merged and revealed their true forms, meeting two Lingguan clones in battle within the marsh, husband and wife, one a Black Tortoise and one a Soaring Serpent. The serpent coiled upon the tortoise, the tortoise strode on immensely thick limbs and ran flying through the marsh, treading the Xuanwu chart, stirring the power of the marsh, meeting two ancient-god clones with ancient-god flesh, fighting until heaven crumbled and earth split, until the marsh itself was nearly shattered!