Chapter 1162 — Call Me Uncle
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 3
The four Great Celestial Masters of the Heavenly Court raised their hands one after another, halting the army's advance and gazing warily about them. The Heavenly Court's host was vast beyond reckoning; the tower-ships in the sky blotted out sun and heaven alike. The four Great Celestial Masters led the armies of the four great sect schools, the Four Emperors led the armies of the Four Heavens, and every one of them gripped a mighty force in his own hand. Beyond these stood the two Divine Martial Guards, the two Dragon Martial Guards, and the Heavenly River Navy. The power the Heavenly Court had mustered this time was no petty skirmish — they meant to trample the Land of No Sorrow and the Far Shore Void flat at a single stroke! The Northern Heaven's army marched under a pall of bleak yin winds; wherever it went, folk shrank away from it, and it was welcome nowhere. The Yin Son of Heaven stood aboard a great ghost-faced ship, the Nether Sea heaving beneath it in blossom upon blossom of foam, and he too was scouring his surroundings. The Void Heavenly Venerable's shout reached his ears and stirred something in his heart; in an instant he had seen through the trick in the Great Void. The four Great Celestial Masters' understanding of the Dark Capital's divine arts was not as deep as his; Bai Yuqiong and the rest might never have made it out, but he saw it crisp and clear. This Great Void had, at some unknown hour, gained an extra layer of space and time, and that layer was laid perfectly over the Great Void, superimposed whole! The Heavenly Court's army had only just entered the Great Void and was walking in the world of the living, yet at any moment it might step into that other space and time. And that space and time was, astonishingly, the Dark Capital! The Dark Capital of the Great Void! "A bold piece of work indeed, the Land of No Sorrow and those bumpkins of the Great Void — to build themselves a Dark Capital here and set up as petty kings!" The Yin Son of Heaven was rather displeased. "I myself have only taken the title of emperor in the Nether Capital of the Northern Heaven, and never dared call myself Earth Lord, yet these yokels of the Great Void have made a world of their own and even fashioned an Earth Lord." Suddenly the space and time around them seemed to blur; darkness came surging in, and swiftly swept across heaven and earth, shrouding the Heavenly Court's countless troops. In the darkness, god after god glowed like candles in the night, giving off divine light to hold the dark at bay. Just then, a plump, chubby great baby with three heads, six arms, and nine eyes rose slowly out of the darkness beneath the earth and appeared before the Heavenly Court's army. "Pfft!" A goddess could not hold back her laugh and murmured, "This Earth Lord is rather adorable." Many goddesses and demonesses alike dissolved into giggles. "If he were a little smaller, you could hold him in your arms and tease him for fun." "No laughing!" The plump baby of three heads, six arms, and nine eyes clenched all six fists, bashful and furious, and a tender, childish voice came through, crying in shame and rage, "Whoever laughs, I'll kill him!" The Heavenly Court's army roared with laughter. "No laughing—" Shen Fengqing's face flushed crimson, his voice carrying the hint of a sob as he sputtered in fury, "My little brother can beat you all to death! Mother, they're laughing at me!" The laughter only grew louder. Yet the Yin Son of Heaven's face was grave. He said in a low voice, "The Divine Child of the Dark Capital... worthy indeed of being the first living being born of a womb in the Dark Capital; he has grown so powerful that even I feel the threat of him!" Not every god or demon in the Heavenly Court had the Yin Son of Heaven's breadth of vision; only a handful could see that Shen Fengqing's cultivation had grown vast and profound beyond imagining. Yet Shen Fengqing's realm was, in all likelihood, still the Heavenly River Divine Treasury r