Chapter 383 — The Bloodline of the Evil Dragon
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
He was driving upstream from the lower reaches, and the whole way he had seen many stone beasts sunk in the bed of the Yong River—river-quelling beasts, forged by the officials of the Kingdom of Jingping and stamped with all manner of runes and seals, used to suppress the dragon vein and keep it from quaking and bringing on floods. The Kingdom of Jingping had no few extraordinary men and gifted scholars able to discern dragon veins and order skilled craftsmen to forge river-quelling beasts to press the dragon vein down.
In ordinary days, with these river-quelling beasts holding the dragon vein in place, the Yong River's dragon vein stayed docile; but now, drawing them out one by one, he could rouse the dragon vein's power to the uttermost.
Besides the river-quelling beasts, the Yong River held all manner of strange things swept down from upstream by the current, exceedingly uncanny; Lord Dragonkeeper avoided these uncanny things as best he could, lest he bring needless trouble upon himself. And the closer one came to the Desolate Ruins, the more such uncanny things there were; in the Yong River within the Desolate Ruins there were even stone statues pressing the river down, and there he could by no means lift it. Nor was his aim to take the Yong River away; there was no need to raise the whole river—only to change the dragon vein's course, to turn it into an ominous dragon vein.
Just then, the Yong River in midair suddenly pressed down.
Lord Dragonkeeper's heart lurched. He thrust both hands upward—and suddenly the water above him gathered into an enormous pillar and came smashing down!