Chapter 232 — The Old Man's Clay Jar
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
At the entrance the Dragon Qilin studied him curiously, and seeing that he was somewhat unhappy, said nothing. Shen Mu set down the jar, dragged the Dutian Demon King over, and punched and kicked him; then he called up wind and thunder and struck the Dutian Demon King with dozens of bolts, and only then desisted.
The Dutian Demon King lay on the ground unable to move, a dozen or more of his parts battered off, feeling greatly aggrieved: "How did I provoke you this time? " After beating the Dutian Demon King, Shen Mu felt a little better. Suddenly he heard someone outside cry, "The Cult Master of the Nether Demon is here!
Everyone come quickly!
" Shen Mu's face darkened. He went to Granny Zhu's room, took out the mirror she used for her toilette, and walked out of the village.
Several divine arts practitioners were hurrying toward him. Shen Mu held the bronze mirror on his palm, vital essence pouring into it; he shone it at the approaching practitioners, and the several of them in midair had their souls scattered and their bodies fell.
The youth returned to the village and put the mirror back on Granny Zhu's dressing table, thinking: "Is there no end to this? Will they not let a man have a peaceful New Year?
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