Chapter 876 — The Sword Leaves a Faint Fragrance — Please Vote

Around the Great Black Palace, gods and demons alike looked up, and saw the blossoms bleak and beautiful, falling from the darkness above, ever more of them. The petals drifted down like a rain of flowers, blossoms tumbling from heaven.

The petals fell and piled higher and higher, burying the corpse of Feng Huayu. That youth of the Flower-Brocade Heaven was already more than half buried in petals.

Shen Mu sheathed his sword, bowed in salute to the being seated motionless within the Great Black Palace, and turned to walk toward Dragon Qilin.

He sat upon Dragon Qilin's great head and said calmly, "Fat Dragon, we may go back.

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