Chapter 487 — The Overlapping Realm
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Xing Han's voice had been atop Mount Little Sumeru but a moment before; the next instant it was already at the foot of the mountain—he was actually coming after them. He cared for nothing else, not even whether his foes lived or died; what he cared for most was his own box.
His voice carried an anger he could not suppress, and he laughed in his fury: "You have some nerve! " Beneath the box, Ban Gongcuo lowered his voice and said: "That boy's nerve really is something.
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" "You dared to collude with that fellow named Shen and steal my box out from under me!
You have some nerve, Great Venerable! " Xing Han's voice drifted to them, now from the left, now from the right; plainly the assault of the darkness made it hard for him to fix the whereabouts of Shen Mu and the box in so short a time, and so he had to run to and fro. Even so, at his speed, searching a thousand li in every direction was no difficult matter.
Finding Shen Mu and the great box was only a question of time.
"You think I won't kill you? How childish!
" Xing Han's voice came from a hundred li to the west, and by the time the sentence was finished it was already coming from a hundred li to the south. Ban Gongcuo's face went ashen, and he ground his teeth: "What business is that of mine?
I never conspired with him to steal your box—I only seized the chance to run! " Atop the box, Shen Mu said in astonishment: "Xing Han disposed of Kui Wushen that quickly?
Such strength is truly terrifying! " Beneath the box, Ban Gongcuo gave a muffled snort and muttered: "My master has lived all these years for nothing. . .
But Xing Han will have a hard time refining my master's primordial spirit into a piece of his collection. Cult Master Shen, I have a splendid idea—one that can do away with my master and get rid of Xing Han as well! " Shen Mu's voice came down from atop the box: "I know what you mean. You intend to go to Mount Yang in the south of the Wasteland and unseal Kui Wushen's fleshly body. Xing Han has not yet refined Kui Wushen's primordial spirit; most likely he has separated the spirit fetus from the soul within it and suppressed them apart. Kui Wushen is a god, after all; when he meets his own body, he may well break free of Xing Han's suppression.
In his complete form, Kui Wushen's strength will not be weaker than Xing Han's—only greater.
Am I right?
" Ban Gongcuo nodded again and again, only then remembering that Shen Mu could not see him nod.
"Cult Master Shen is worthy of being the lifelong rival of my life!
" Ban Gongcuo praised him: "Cult Master, with an enemy like you, I have nightmares even in my sleep. " Long Qilin said: "Cult Master, I think he is insulting you. " Shen Mu said sincerely: "That is the highest of praise.
But Xing Han may not be a match for Kui Wushen in his complete form.
If Kui Wushen is released, the havoc he will wreak will be truly dreadful. And yet. . .
" He could not help but feel worry rise in his heart: if Xing Han obtained Kui Wushen's primordial spirit, the havoc would be unimaginable as well. Just think—if Xing Han refined Kui Wushen's primordial spirit, would he not be able to kill whomever he pleased?
Of course, Xing Han had his own principles and would not stoop to strike at those he deemed beneath his notice.
Yet anyone who caught his eye was surely a being who had reached the divine realm in some aspect!
Given his tastes, it was to be feared that every powerhouse who had reached the divine realm would be worshipped to death by him, and he would then happily cut the divine-realm limbs from their bodies!
This was absolutely a catastrophe; the blow to the arts of the Dao and to divine powers would be immeasurable.
"If only those two could perish together, that would be best. .
. " Shen Mu sighed.
In his heart he still agreed with Ban Gongcuo's proposal, and urged the box on toward the south.
"You cannot escape!