Chapter 1796 — Telling Black from White
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Shen Mu rose to his feet, looking at Taiyi's coffin and the cripple on the sickbed, finding it hard to make a decision.
"Old Seven, you cannot control the Lord of Tiandu, nor can you control Tiandu City."
Taishang's figure rose slowly, higher and higher, gradually merging with the sky of this forbidden zone, his voice coming from beyond the heavens: "You release him, and you will release a monster that will destroy the entire universe! Make the decision yourself!"
His figure vanished, and that dreadful suppressive force vanished without a trace as well.
Before long, the old monster Dongyang, Zhu Santong, and the others walked out from the obelisks, only to see Shen Mu pacing around Taiyi's coffin and the cripple, utterly at a loss, as though he had completely run out of ideas.
"I am not yet the Seventh Young Master!"
They heard Shen Mu murmuring to himself: "If I were the Seventh Young Master, then I would not have so many troubles..."
After a long while, Shen Mu stopped pacing, hoisted Taiyi's coffin onto his shoulder, and turned to leave.
"Seventh Young Master!" the girl called out loudly, her voice full of doubt.
Shen Mu waved his right hand and disappeared into the obelisk forest: "I am not yet the Seventh Young Master. The Seventh Young Master relies on no one. From now on, I have decided to rely on my own strength. My friends, when the day comes that I can judge right from wrong and control the situation — we shall meet again!"