Chapter 591 — The Grudge-Bound Enemy
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
"Don't go too far now! No rough stuff! We all see each other every day! The Sacred Pupil technique—you all have a share in it too! When I taught it to Shen'er, you were all right there watching, and you all approved… You're really hitting me—Lame Elder, you have the nerve to hit me too? Bashan, I'm your martial uncle… Butcher, we've always been the closest… You're all taking sides! Shen'er is the one who caused the trouble—why don't you go beat him up? Shen'er, Shen'er, save me!"
Shen Mu wore a look of suspicion. He took out a mirror and examined the eye at the center of his brow. The eye at his brow seemed perfectly normal. He could see nothing particularly unique about this vertical eye.
"What exactly is the purpose of this eye?" he wondered inwardly.
After a while, the group returned to the abyss, thoroughly satisfied. The Blind Elder's nose was swollen and his face bruised, his clothes in disarray.
Shen Mu turned back, both shocked and delighted. "Grandmother, I just channeled the Three Cores of the Mystic Body again, and I finally discovered the secret of this vertical eye!"
Grandmother Zhu and the others felt their blood run cold. They were about to flee when Shen Mu had already begun channeling the Three Cores of the Mystic Body—but the vertical eye at his brow showed no terrifying anomaly. Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief, inwardly ashamed.
Shen Mu was full of enthusiasm. Channeling the Three Cores of the Mystic Body, he said, "When I channel this vertical eye, I can see the endless Netherworld, and I can see the Netherworld beneath each person's Shrine of Life and Death. I think I can even use this eye to tear apart the Netherworld of their Shrine of Life and Death and directly take their lives!"
Butcher coughed. "Shen'er, killing someone with a single glare isn't quite appropriate, is it? It harms the natural order and damages your karma. Better to just cut them down with a blade. This vertical eye of yours—if you can avoid using it, then don't."
Grandmother Zhu, the Blind Elder, and the others nodded repeatedly. The Lame Elder said, "You can stab someone in the back—that's still better than glaring them to death with your third eye."
Shen Mu was astonished. He probed, "Isn't it the same thing?"
Bashan said in a loud voice, "Of course it's not the same! If you use this eye of yours, I'm afraid—"
Butcher's blade pressed against his neck. Butcher's expression was grim. Bashan the Libationer hastily shut his mouth.
Shen Mu was perplexed.
"Varahi, did you sense it?"
Lu Li sensed the terrifying energy released by the opening of Shen Mu's third eye, the distortion of space it caused. He said in a low voice, "This is the great might of the Divine Child of the Netherworld! I can lend you a hand and help you rule Taihuang Heaven—but you must also help me obtain him! If I can obtain him, what kind of power would I possess?"
Varahi gazed toward the direction of Wuwang City, his expression grave. He too had sensed the frightful tremor released when Shen Mu lost control. "Fire Tuoluo is dead—could it also be related to him? And Tian Fenggou, you must not disappoint me…"
And up ahead, the demon gods from the Netherworld, each leading countless legions of Netherworld monsters, were marching mightily toward Li City. When Shen Mu lost control, these ancestors of the demon race instantly froze, looking in panic toward the direction from which Shen Mu's aura emanated.
The army of Netherworld monsters also fell into turmoil, panic-stricken. They no longer advanced but turned one after another, surging backward like a tide, trampling each other, not daring to continue forward.
In an instant, countless Netherworld monsters were trampled to death. Some monsters, impatient with their companions' slow flight, even turned on them with deadly force. The demon army was in complete chaos!