Chapter 695 — A Bow Brings Death

. . " Wuqu clasped his hands behind his back and laughed: "You are too young, little ghost. Whether they live or die, what is it to me? They can be reborn in the Gloom Capital after death anyway—only those wretches slain by the God-Slaying Mystic Blade are devoured, primal spirit and soul, by that divine blade; they are dead beyond return.

But what is that to me?

Since you know my disciple Kui Wushen, would you like to witness a supreme art even greater than his? " Shen Mu's face was frighteningly pale. He hurriedly said: "Elder, wait! Elder—do you not wish to know the purpose of my coming to the Tianyin Realm? " Wuqu tilted his head; his two long horns gave him the look of a goat tilting its head. He laughed: "Very well. I am on rotation duty here; an outsider is a rare thing.

I will give you some time—tell me your purpose.

" Shen Mu put on a solemn face: "I have come to seek Lady Tianyin!

" "Lady Tianyin? " Wuqu looked as though he had heard the funniest thing in the world, and laughed: "Lady Tianyin was devoured I know not how many tens of thousands of years ago; only her skin remains. You come seeking her? What can you do by seeking her? Sacrifice to her skin? " Shen Mu's face fell, and he murmured: "Lady Tianyin is dead?

How could it be? How could.

. . No! Impossible! Lady Tianyin is a born divinity—who could kill her? You must be lying to me!

I do not believe it! " Wuqu laughed aloud: "Lady Tianyin's human skin is suppressed in the sea.

Shall I summon it for you to see? " "I do not believe it. You must be lying to me.

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" Shen Mu's eyes were vacant; he murmured: "You are lying to me. . . I came on orders precisely to form an alliance with Lady Tianyin.

The Lady is a born divinity, sovereign of the Tianyin Realm, incomparably powerful. She cannot be dead, cannot be. .

. " Wuqu walked past him, and said leisurely: "Slay the man, slay his heart—I do like watching a little ghost as arrogant as you collapse utterly.

I will let you die with understanding.

Follow me; I will summon Lady Tianyin for you to see. " Shen Mu followed him in a daze, one foot high and one foot low, nearly tripping over the corpses on the ground, stumbling to keep up. The Honored King Wuqu came to the seaside.

The gray-black sea suddenly surged into towering waves; gray billows slapped the sky. The sea grew wilder and wilder. After a moment, a goddess of immense, towering stature rose slowly from the sea. The goddess's body was vast; she seemed to wear no clothes, but was clad in radiant clouds and robed in rainbow mist.

Divine light trailed behind her like ribbons, drifting and floating. Shen Mu looked up, as though hope had suddenly kindled in him, and cried loudly: "My Lady, you are alive!

My Lady, I came on orders to form an alliance with you! My Lady, slay this treacherous subject at once! " Wuqu laughed heartily, quite delighted: "You cannot tell, can you?

Lady Tianyin does not look like a skin, but in truth she is hollow—her body is all black sand, shattered souls. She is no longer herself.

Her flesh was eaten down to the skin, and her primal spirit and all the rest no longer exist. She is already a corpse-ghost. " He turned around, revealing a strange smile: "Now you may die.

" Shen Mu struggled in his death throes and clicked open the little box. Two streaks of blood-light slashed toward Wuqu! Wuqu laughed. His form vanished into a mass of darkness, as though he had become a figure composed of black sand. The two red lights scissored past him—yet he remained utterly unharmed.

"As I expected, the Gloom Capital's divine arts can indeed counter the God-Slaying Mystic Blade," Wuqu laughed.

The two blood-lights of the God-Slaying Mystic Blade coiled around him, weaving like lightning, swift beyond belief, yet they could never strike his true body.

"I have played enough. I will send you on your way! " Wuqu, within the Gloom Capital, bowed to Shen Mu and laughed: "Even across a world, I can bow you to death!

Shen Fengqing, receive my bow! " His bow fell.

Shen Mu's mind roared, heaven and earth spun, and he felt his soul shake. The next moment he stood before a demon-god of towering, immense stature.

The demon-god had two horns on his head, feet like a goat's hooves, and all around him blazed surging demonic fire.

It was Wuqu's primal spirit, reaching out to seize him. Before Wuqu's grasp could fall, his gaze suddenly went dull, and he stared foolishly at something behind Shen Mu.

In the darkness behind Shen Mu, three eyes suddenly split open, flickering with strange butterfly-wing-shaped light. Then a chubby baby's face gradually emerged from the darkness.

"This is. .

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" He was somewhat bewildered: "Two Shen Fengqings? " The panic on Shen Mu's face had long since vanished, replaced by calm certainty: "Honored King Wuqu, come meet my elder brother. "