Chapter 1215 — Wrath Must Not Be Roused

Shen Mu and the rest had barely fled the Heavenly River when the runaway energy struck them and sent them tumbling in all directions.

Shen Mu heard Wei Suifeng's voice come to him, crying, "Steady your minds, and on no account stir yourselves! If you stir yourselves, the energy within you cannot keep its form! " Scarcely had he spoken when the ghost ship, struck by the Dragon Elder's explosion, likewise blazed bright, and in boundless terror the crowd looked upon that great ship a hundred li and more in length. If this ship were to burst— Boom— An energy that annihilated all things erupted; the ghost ship became wholly uncontrolled energy, thousands upon thousands of times more powerful than the wave of force born of the Dragon Elder's explosion!

Despair filled every heart. At such close range, they had no way at all to evade it.

And just then, a single peach blossom came drifting onto the broken Heavenly River, its branch turning, its petals falling.

A single petal was as a world; the drifting pink petals shut that energy away.