Chapter 1803 — The Sacred Land Becomes a Prison
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
The Moon Heavenly Venerate, the Nether Heavenly Venerate, Xu Shenghua, Lan Yutian and the rest seized the moment to break free, alighting one after another upon the Golden Ship of Salvation, gazing with surging hearts at the middle-aged man standing at the prow. The term of forty-two years had come due; Kaihuang Shen Ye had at last emerged from the Golden Ship of Salvation!
Kaihuang Shen Ye stood at the prow, and behind him the Daluo Heaven of the Sword Dao reappeared, displaying a sword-Dao grandeur more magnificent than ever!
Within that Daluo Heaven of the Sword Dao, ten thousand sword-lights converged and straightway formed the Dao Tree of the sword path!
The speed with which this Daluo Heaven took shape made the Heavenly Emperor Haotian, watching from afar, stare dumbstruck.
Like Kaihuang Shen Ye, he too had suffered his Daluo Heaven destroyed and his Dao Tree extinguished.
When the Cloud Heavenly Venerate burned the Second Young Master's incarnation to death, his Daluo Heaven and Dao Tree had been destroyed by the Cloud Heavenly Venerate along with it; if he wished to rebuild the Daluo Heaven and attain the Dao through force, he must polish it without cease, branding the void with his own power.
And that took time. To this day, several days having passed, he had still not rebuilt his Daluo Heaven a second time.
Kaihuang, by contrast, had had everything destroyed by the Fourth Young Master Zixiao, leaving only his Dao Flower to drift into the Golden Ship of Salvation.
By rights, even had Kaihuang survived and rebuilt his Daluo Heaven, he should have been far slower than him!
Yet the instant Kaihuang Shen Ye appeared, he branded the void with the cultivation of the thirty-sixth heaven of the Dao realm and once more achieved the Daluo Heaven of the Sword Dao; so swift was he that Haotian was struck dumb, left gasping in the dust! And more to the point, had Kaihuang not already died?
The string of the Fourth Young Master Zixiao's zither had been drawn by the Heavenly Emperor Haotian himself from the long river of chaos in the Jade Capital City of the Ancestral Court and tethered to an artifact of creation; in the battle of the Nether Capital he had meant to use that single string to annihilate every one of his foes at a stroke! The greatest prize of all was to kill the Ling Heavenly Venerate!
In the end it was Kaihuang Shen Ye who bore the full might of that string in the Ling Heavenly Venerate's place, who went to his death in the Ling Heavenly Venerate's stead!
Even if Kaihuang Shen Ye could preserve a Dao Flower, there was no conceivable way he could appear before them so whole. The Heavenly Emperor Haotian had seen with his own eyes Kaihuang Shen Ye die before him; there could be no mistake!
One slain by the Fourth Young Master Zixiao could never rise again!
Then how had Kaihuang Shen Ye come back to life?
Who could have rescued him from the divine power of the Fourth Young Master Zixiao and delivered him back to this day, forty-two years on? The Heavenly Emperor Haotian could not help but shiver; the shadow of Shen Mu rose before his eyes, as though he need only lift his head to behold Shen Mu's towering figure, and on Shen Mu's face that cold smile, the smile of one regarding a puppet.
"The Seventh Young Master, Shen Mu, is pulling every string from the shadows!
" Haotian shivered again and again; a chill ran through him to the bone. That the Seventh Young Master Shen Mu had rescued Kaihuang Shen Ye right under the Fourth Young Master Zixiao's nose, without the Fourth Young Master sensing a thing, showed that after his return to the past, Shen Mu's cultivation, his strength and the profundities of his divine powers had already surpassed the Fourth Young Master's!