Chapter 636 — Pursuit Across Realms
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
"That woman is savage!
" King Buddha Sakra's voice came at his ear, and Shen Mu felt blood running down his neck; his heart lurched.
King Buddha Sakra had actually cursed — a man of such cultivation unable to hold his tongue; clearly his wounds were grave. Just then a series of crashes rang out. Shen Mu opened his eyes but still could see nothing; he could only feel himself carried by Sakra, tumbling and rolling, striking he knew not what, striking he knew not how many times, rolling he knew not how far, before they finally stopped.
Shen Mu stealthily unsealed the golden willow leaf and looked around, and was stunned: This place is. .
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Behind him, King Buddha Sakra, who had protected him all along, fell backward, his breath faint as gossamer, and said in a hoarse voice, "The second heaven of the Kaihuang Heavenly Court.
Not far from Taihuang Heaven now. .
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This chamber pot of blame is far fouler and far heavier than I imagined.
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.
" Ugh — he vomited a great mouthful of blood.