Chapter 754 — The Plain-Robed Youth Roams, Open and Unfettered
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 4
On the altar, Heavenly Venerable Hao spoke haltingly, full of errors and omissions, but the general framework had been laid out: the Celestial Palace was but one palace of the heavenly court; within the heavenly court there were thirty-six Celestial Palaces; and the realm beyond the Imperial Throne was the forging of the heavenly court, the opening of the thirty-six Celestial Palaces! Upon reaching the heavenly court realm, for a divine-power practitioner, there would be an immense elevation and leap—a qualitative leap!
Yet regarding this heavenly court realm, in later ages there was not the slightest trace of information. Clearly it had been lost.
When Heavenly Venerable Hao finished, he said with embarrassment: "My lords, it is not that I deliberately speak unclearly, but that the father and elder brother told me he himself had not yet opened up the heavenly court realm. Father and elder brother, is that not so?
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Shen Mu rose to his feet, his face as placid as an ancient well, calm to a frightening degree: "Correct. The heavenly court realm is vast and profound. Even unto death, I had not comprehended it.
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Cold sweat broke out on Heavenly Venerable Hao's forehead. He quietly stepped back and laughed: "Has the father and elder brother not come back to life? The phrase 'unto death' is somewhat too severe.
My mother has always admired you. She would surely be delighted to see you alive. "
The hidden meaning of his words was to urge the Heavenly Venerable Yu not to make a scene of this matter, and also to point out the existence behind him. Yet he had no idea that Shen Mu did not care about this.
The Heavenly Venerable Yu, for the sake of the greater situation, might have cared—but Shen Mu was not the Heavenly Venerable Yu! Even Kaihuang could not make Shen Mu change his mind, let alone Heavenly Venerable Hao's mother.
At that very moment, an ancient god suddenly flew over, crying loudly: "The name of the heavenly court has been decided!
His Majesty, together with the Heavenly Lord, the Earth Lord, and other existences, have determined the name of the heavenly court!
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The great hall of the side palace erupted in uproar.
The crowd surged outward, and the ancient god's voice passed overhead, flying into the distance: "The heavenly court's name is Longhan! This year is the first year of Longhan! "
Kaihuang and Old Niu were deeply shaken.
The Longhan era—had it finally begun? "The three divisions of the Empyrean, Longhan—does it begin now? "
Shen Mu stood dazed. The child in the Crimson Radiance Suspended Realm had chanted that nursery rhyme: three divisions of the Empyrean, Longhan; Crimson Radiance splits in two.
Today, the Longhan era had formally begun!
A strange feeling rose in his heart.
What is history? This is history.
He now stood within history, become a silhouette of the age.
And within this silhouette, in the magnificent and vast heavenly court, everywhere were jubilant people.
Ancient gods of towering stature stood aloft, gazing down with smiles at the celebrating crowds below.
Demigods danced in the air; dragons and phoenixes brought auspiciousness.
By the Heavenly River, people ran about spreading the news. In painted pleasure boats, lovers leaned against each other, lifting their heads to watch the dazzling divine powers in the sky—divine powers unleashed by the excited people, adding stroke after stroke of color to the heavenly court. This silhouette of history presented the opening of a glorious golden age.
Yet in this moment, few remembered the Heavenly Venerable Yu. They were all celebrating—who would think of the one who had truly propelled this era toward its golden age, now lying in a coffin, forever unable to see the golden age about to arrive? "Is there no justice left in this world? "
Amid the splendor, Shen Mu lowered his head and looked at his own hands, then began to laugh—heh heh heh.
"Kaihuang was right.