Chapter 409 — The Fierce Beast's Wooden Box
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
The Blind Old Man's black dragon coiled around him, whirling madly, blocking madly; Granny Zhu now became the stronger of the two in combat, driving back the attacking divine hands, divine legs, and divine heads with the Great Luo Celestial Star Palm force. Shen Mu headed straight for the battlefield in the air, moving with incredible speed, flashing past one of the eyes.
Shhk.
That eye vanished; then a flood dragon broke away from Shen Mu's body, seized the eye, and flew off, speeding far from the box. The farther it got, the weaker Xing'an's control became, and the harder it was for him to reclaim his body parts.
Shen Mu wheeled back, and the Heaven-Stealing Hand reached for another eyeball flying in midair and shooting divine light; another flood dragon carried the second eye away.
He raced madly through the air, "stealing" leg after leg, heart after heart, skull after skull from around that box, letting the flood dragons on his body carry them far away. The flood dragons on Shen Mu grew fewer and fewer, and his speed gradually slowed, when suddenly strands of hair came flying at him, black hair filling the sky like a black rainstorm!
"Shen, look out!
" Granny Zhu and the Blind Old Man hurriedly threw themselves across in front of him; Granny Zhu pushed out with both palms turned inward to meet the black rainstorm, and with a shhk, shhk, shhk countless black hairs flew back like black needles, ding, ding, ding, until the box was stuffed full of them. The Blind Old Man thrust out his spear, and with a bang it pierced the box; a huge force came from within the box and drove the Longtuo Divine Spear back, and then the other body parts swarmed through the opening and burrowed into the box.
The box shot off through the air at once!
The Blind Old Man started to give chase, but suddenly gave a stifled groan as his injuries erupted, and he nearly fell from the sky.
That box was incredibly fast, a thousand li in the blink of an eye—and just then, a resonant voice rang out: "Boundless, Crosswise and Lengthwise! " In the sky, two blades of saber light flared, one horizontal and one vertical, and then all returned to darkness.
"A Thread of Sky!
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