Chapter 392 — The Mystery of the Star River
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Suddenly another "star" flew out of the abyss. The two enormous stones collided with a dull boom, and a surge of power burst forth that set Si Yunxiang's heart quaking.
She said hurriedly, "Sect Master!
This star sea is not a place anyone of our realm can set foot in. Even a being of the Spirit Bridge realm who entered would likely never return!
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"Don't worry. We have the flood dragons to aid us; there will be no danger. "
Shen Mu looked at the star-sea abyss, and felt a certain trepidation himself. He said, "The Dawn Spring is far from here, at the very center of the Desolate Ruins.
But Yan Jingjing said that her Sun Herders came out from the star sea and returned to the Dawn Spring through the star sea as well.
Could there be some passage in this star sea that leads swiftly to the Dawn Spring? "
He pondered for a moment, then blew on his golden flute, directing the flood dragons one by one to fly into the star sea. Si Yunxiang was as if facing a great enemy, then suddenly relaxed and shook her head: "If the stars come crashing at us, there is nothing I could do to block them.
Better to see what tricks the Sect Master has up his sleeve. "
Shen Mu cautiously activated the Dragon-Taming Formula, dodging star after star, drawing closer to the river of stars within that sea. This place was clearly underground, yet it did not seem underground at all — it seemed another world.
They might have entered a vast, profound outer space, surrounded on all sides by stars the size of mountain ranges.
Shen Mu looked back and saw that the place they had descended through was a huge fissure, with no surface visible.
The brilliant stars gave off light of every hue, and the river of stars coiled like a jade bracelet. Millions upon millions of so-called stars revolved within that swirl, colliding without cease, waves of power crashing over them until their faces stung as if cut by knives.
"Divine Dragon Shield! "
Shen Mu shouted.
The flood dragons shifted their forms, tails joined, hind claws locked, heads down, curving over them like an inverted bowl to guard them at the center and fend off the impacts.
Shen Mu looked toward the center of that Milky Way, and saw there something like the yin-yang fish of a taiji diagram — like two wells of incomparable vastness, with countless stars revolving endlessly around them, and above the wells, it seemed, two more fissures. That should be the surface of the Desolate Ruins, where the Dawn Spring and the Soul Spring lay!
Shen Mu was deeply shaken. This star sea did not look like something manufactured — it looked like another world, a world reduced countless times over!