Chapter 10 — The Wild Night's Black Tide Devours the Ruined City
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 3
The pearl had actually risen into the air, its brilliant light like a rosy cloud, its multicolored hues seeming somewhat viscous. The viscous glow enveloped the two hundred-odd skeletal remains in the plaza, and one by one the skeletons suddenly came alive within that radiance.
Shen Mu was utterly stunned. The skeletons in the glow were no longer skeletons, but living, breathing young women!
Girls with rosy cheeks and red lips, in garments brighter than fire!
Those girls sat in the plaza. At their head was another woman, one hand holding up the pearl as it rose slowly into the air.
From the girls' mouths came a strange language, equally obscure and difficult to fathom.
"Yipo xiupo sanan junhe xi, guanming duanjing wusi jiangyou.
. . "
The voice in the darkness gradually grew louder and more vast, shaking the canyon. The darkness invaded the ruins from all directions, while the girls' voices grew ever clearer and more resounding.
The pearl's radiance burst outward in wave after wave, shining upon the darkness until it dispersed like smoke! These two voices were like the voices of god and demon, locked in ceaseless combat, now one prevailing, now the other.
And darkness and light clashed and collided without end! It was a battle, a duel beyond all comprehension, and it shook Shen Mu to his soul. Though he had lived his life in the wastelands, never before had he witnessed such an uncanny spectacle.
"This voice.
. . "
Shen Mu was frozen.
The girls' voices bore some resemblance to the voice of the god he had heard when he struck against the Primordial Fetus Wall. They shared the same flavor. In a haze he felt that though the two voices used different words, their essence seemed to be the same. When he had tried to use his primordial qi to strike the Primordial Fetus Wall, he had dimly heard a voice that seemed to come from beyond the nine heavens—holy, solemn.
Whenever that voice sounded, his primordial qi would retreat of its own accord, unable to break through the wall. The two voices were still locked in fierce combat, gaining and yielding ground, each winning and losing, yet neither able to fully suppress the other.
The demonic voice in the darkness was powerful, terrifying. The girls' voices carried divinity—clear and pleasing, tenacious and holy. Always, when the demonic voice gained overwhelming advantage, they would rise in sudden counterattack and break its demonic sound. And always, when the demonic voice had lost all advantage and sunk to its lowest ebb, it would suddenly erupt, like a river of stars pouring backward, like a flood bursting forth—magnificent, sweeping, utterly unrestrained.
Each of these two voices had its own subtlety, its own extraordinary quality. Shen Mu listened, entranced.
Then abruptly he gave a start, stirred to excitement.
"The demonic sound and the divine sound attack each other. This divine sound resembles the divine sound that blocks my wall-breaking. So can I use the demonic sound to break the divine sound that blocks me? "
He grew more and more excited.
This was absolutely a good idea!
If he could learn this demonic sound, then when he broke the wall and the divine sound rang out, he could chant it to counter the divine sound from beyond the nine heavens, and let his primordial qi burst through the Primordial Fetus Wall! Once the wall was broken, with his Tyrant Body and the Three Elixir Art of the Mystic Body, he would no longer need to fear this Senior Brother Chu and Senior Sister Liu! At this thought, he suddenly froze, as though a basin of cold water had been poured over him, chilling him to the bone.
The voice beyond the nine heavens was the voice of a god. If he used a demon's voice to break a god's voice, did that not mean he was a demon sealed away by the gods?
Could it be that Senior Brother Chu and Senior Sister Liu were not mistaken—that he really was a little mongrel?
"No, no! "
Shen Mu shook his head.