Chapter 564 — Wondrous Foresight
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"The Tiger Venerable feels even better now! " Snow Fox said to Shen Mu with a perfectly solemn face.
The little fox spirit had just gone over and given him a couple of pats, and the touch was plump and soft. Shen Mu was rather worried that this senior brother of his could not govern his mouth, and had eaten so many Golden Water Primordial Pills that he had grown a layer of fat.
But the Black Tiger God was his senior brother, the one who had followed the Woodcutter Sage the longest, and a deity of illustrious renown besides; as his junior, Shen Mu was in no position to say anything. Even if he told the Black Tiger God to eat fewer Primordial Pills, the Black Tiger God probably would not listen to him.
These days the Black Tiger God listened to Long Qilin more. "Let the Woodcutter Sage have the headache, then.
" Shen Mu turned and looked back.
Behind them, column after column of demonic qi shot up to the clouds; some of the qi was shaped like lotuses, some like dark clouds, and some like peacocks or demon gods, following them all the while. These were the anomalies formed by the vital essence of many masters of the demon path. Anyone capable of producing such anomalies was a master of the Heaven-Human realm or even stronger! Yet these demon experts did not charge forward to kill; it was as though they were waiting for something.
"A Divine Bridge master has arrived!
" Shen Mu narrowed his eyes and looked.
Suddenly a divine bridge spanned tens of li across the sky, and a demon god's primordial spirit walked up onto the bridge; above the bridge stood the demon path's Heavenly Palace.
This was the anomaly of a Divine Bridge expert. In Jingping, the Divine Bridge realm was basically counted as the level of a cult leader, possessed of great strength, but that was in the past. After Shen Mu spread the method for repairing the divine bridge, only those who entered the Heavenly Palace and became deities could be counted as masters of cult-leader level.
Still, those with divine powers at the Divine Bridge realm remained extremely formidable. If these people came hunting them down, only the Black Tiger God's intervention could save them! Then he saw a second divine bridge, then a third, a fourth.
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Behind them there were more and more Divine Bridge experts, and on the bridges stood primordial spirits of every description; the position a primordial spirit occupied on the bridge represented different levels of cultivation within the Divine Bridge realm.
These primordial spirits gazed at them from afar, and bolt after bolt of demonic light swept past them, utterly without scruple. Even with so many Divine Bridge experts present, the demon race still did not come charging over. "They are waiting for a mightier existence to descend!
" Shen Mu narrowed his eyes, drew back his gaze, and said silently in his heart: "Stronger than the Divine Bridge, there is only a demon god who has entered the Heavenly Palace! I only wonder whether the demon god rushing here has stepped through the Southern Heavenly Gate.
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" He glanced at the Black Tiger God, who lay sprawled on the chest alongside Long Qilin. Ever since the Black Tiger God had found a common language with Long Qilin, he had grown as lazy as Long Qilin, forever lying on the chest, muttering who knew what with Long Qilin. An ill foreboding rose in his heart: "I hope whoever comes has not crossed the Heavenly Palace's Southern Heavenly Gate.
. . " Sang Hua wore a worried look and said in a low voice: "Brother Cult Leader, if we go on, it won't be long before we reach the demon race's front line. There are many experts there.
" Shen Mu's heart gave a slight jolt, and at once he understood what these demon experts were waiting for.
"The front line is full of experts, and behind us are the pursuers. They have us caught in the middle, so that we cannot look to head or tail at once.