Chapter 1132: Divine Lord Kun De
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 3
In the years since the Yankang Calamity, they had not trained troops; on the contrary, they had reduced their military forces. Even with the support received from the Northern Emperor and the Western Emperor, and even having acquired such a formidable divine weapon as the Five-Thunder Vase, they had not established a Five-Thunder Army, instead focusing on development.
If things continued this way, even if the country were rich, it would be rich but not strong.
Now, within Yankang, many cultivators had already reached the divine realm. These divine cultivators could be placed into the Earthly Virtue Heavenly Palace, and also, those with divine abilities needed to join the army and gain experience on the battlefield, in preparation for the future.
At that moment, the ten venerables--Venerable Hao, Venerable Fire, and the others--emerged from within the Lingxiao Hall.
"Venerable Mu!"
Venerable Hong hurried forward, greeting Shen Mu, and said with a chuckle, "Venerable Mu has been waiting outside the Lingxiao Hall all this time. Why not go inside and speak? His Majesty has been thinking of you constantly!"
Shen Mu returned the greeting and said with a laugh, "I arrived a step too late; court was already in session inside, so I dared not disturb His Majesty and my fellow officials."
He sized up Venerable Hong, his heart full of misgivings.
Venerable Hong did indeed bear some resemblance to the Da Hong he had seen in Longhan; both wore wide robes and loose sleeves. However, Da Hong was a young man, while Venerable Hong was an old man with white brows and a white beard, radiant with vigor.
Both were of the demon race. Yet according to Divine King Gongyun, Da Hong was dead. Then was this Venerable Hong truly the Grand Emperor?
Could it be that the Grand Emperor's divine consciousness had descended from the divine-consciousness Great Luotian Heaven in the Ultimate Void and entered Da Hong's corpse?
He wore a smiling face and exchanged a few pleasantries with Venerable Hong.
The two had just been locked in fierce opposition within Gongsun Yan's brow, and now they were chatting and laughing as though nothing had happened at all.