Chapter 530 — Descending from Heaven
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 4
" The demon elite were not the lowly vanguard, still pounding along on foot. These were mighty beings, belonging to the Heavenly Demon Host. Shen Mu had once crossed blades with the Heavenly Demon Host in the Realm of the Dead and the Living, and their strength was indeed fearsome.
These Heavenly Demon Host hid behind the cloud chariots, waiting for the lowly demon vanguard to smash into the enemy formation and loosen it before they would strike. Now numberless Heavenly Demon Host were pursuing him, meaning to do away with this human cultivator of divine abilities who had appeared out of nowhere.
Shouts rang out from behind, and the other lowly demons received their orders at once and turned to kill the running Shen Mu. The lowly demons were beyond counting, a black tide of them; in an instant they had swallowed Shen Mu whole.
"Eight Thousand Swords!
" Shen Mu bellowed in fury.
The great sword in his hand suddenly burst forth; countless sword lights spun madly, and in a twinkling the demon vanguard was a storm of flying flesh and blood.
The eight thousand swords, like a vast sphere of light, rolled through the vanguard, shredding everything in their path. Whoosh. The rolling sphere of light ground back and forth through the crowd.
Of a sudden, a demon of the Heaven-Human realm among the lowly demons roared in anger, his body swelling joint by joint, until in an instant his bulging muscles burst his armor and his clothing.
Ten-plus zhang tall, he swung a monstrous spiked club, sweeping all around him and knocking aside every lowly demon in his way. That club had been forged by secret arts, divided into thirty-six segments joined one to another, spinning at speed in every direction, cutting even his own kind to pieces. The Heaven-Human realm demon general swept the crowd aside and brought the club smashing down at Shen Mu. A ceaseless din of clanging rang out: the eight thousand swords gathered in an instant into a great shield and blocked the blow.
The demon general's frame swayed; with two resounding booms, two more arms burst from beneath his armpits, and his four hands hammered the great shield like a violent storm, while the other two raised the club high and brought it down again. Shen Mu's body shook, and he transformed into the form of the Zhenxing Lord, human-headed and serpent-bodied.
Behind him rose a Heaven-Bearing Gate several zhang tall, its doors flung wide to guard his back; the demons charging from behind were swept by the gate, and their souls went straight back to the Dark Otherworld. Boom! He raised his hand and met the demon general's palm.
The two of them burst forth with mana, with divine powers; the demon general's club could not come down, and his body was flung high by Shen Mu's terrifying strength, crashing into the surging mass of demons and crushing who knew how many lowly demons beneath him. But in that moment of blocking, the swiftest of the Heavenly Demon Host caught up with Shen Mu, and a volley of saber pellets came flying at his face.
The saber pellets spun madly in midair, and countless demon sabers shot out from them, hewing at him in a frenzy! "Sheer Cliff Heavenly Dipper! " Shen Mu roared.
Both hands thrust forward, and Bashan Jijiu's divine ability, the Sheer Cliff Heavenly Dipper, came forth from him with ease.
Stars lay scattered across the sky like pieces on a board, wound about with starlight, chief among them the sun, the moon, and the five planets, these seven stars the greatest, forming a curtain of light that nailed the curved sabers in the air. Then the Sheer Cliff Heavenly Dipper shattered with a bang. Shen Mu grunted and staggered back.
The first of the Heavenly Demon Host came charging in, a handsome youth of the Asura clan among the Eight Tribes of Heavenly Demons. He reached out and snatched at the air; countless curved sabers flew to him and gathered into a saber pellet in his hand.