Chapter 1857 — The Skull of the Third-Ranked One
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
"Junior Brother, you say my only way to live is to gather all futures into one body, as First Senior Brother and the Master did. This I do not accept."
He pressed his lips together and revealed a faint smile. "Besides that, there is still one thread of life — the Filthy Place of the ultimate void, that abandoned land!"
Shen Mu's expression darkened, and his pupils abruptly constricted.
The Calamity of Creation erupted!
Suddenly, countless Young Master Lingxiaos rose to their feet, their dao spears thrusting forward as one, charging toward the abandoned land that the Calamity of Destruction had never destroyed!
Shen Mu flicked his sleeve, and at the moment the Calamity of Creation erupted, he vanished from within it!
Whoosh —
Above the Jade Capital City of the Ancestral Court, Shen Mu's figure appeared. His wide robe and great sleeves shook with a sudden jolt, and he plunged into the ultimate void!
In the Filthy Place of the ultimate void, a massive skull was blown by the wind of cold silence, struck against a broken ship, and hung by its head upon a battered, ruined spear.
That strange head was the very one Shen Mu had encountered long ago, when he first entered the Filthy Place. The skull had obtained a trace of flesh and blood, and as the years passed, more flesh and blood had begun to grow upon its surface.
It had grown eyes, and its features could vaguely be made out.
The Third Young Master, Lingxiao — Lingxiao, who had escaped from the Calamity of Creation and had all along remained in a state of muddled confusion!
At this moment, the Third Young Master Lingxiao vanished from the Jade Capital City, and at last he remembered his own name and identity; all manner of divine powers and dao arts came surging into his mind.