荒墟牧神 - 第669章 道義是其根基 - 簡牘書房

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Chapter 679 — Righteousness Is Its Root

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The Village Head, the Steward, the Silent Craftsman, and others were among them; Ma Rulai too led the host of monks and joined in. The old Daoist of the Daoist sect, the old immortal of Yujing, the generals of Jingping, the Dukes, all came forward, staking their lives to hold the line, shielding the power-wielders of Taihuang Heaven and Jingping. A youth carrying a chest stepped out of the crowd and walked toward the gods. The Lame Old Man's face changed drastically and he shouted: "Xing'an, if you strike at us now, I'll rob the ancestral tombs of eighteen generations of your ancestors!

" The youth said not a word.

He set down the chest, and a true-dragon belt at his waist flew out; Xing'an manifested the body of a demon god and joined the others in holding back the impact.

Shen Mu called out loudly: "Everyone still alive, follow me!

" He walked forward; the other power-wielders followed him, stumbling along. Shen Mu came to the First Ancestor's side and threw all his power into his divine abilities against the impact. Tens of thousands of other power-wielders felt hot blood surge in their chests; each unleashed his own divine ability, transforming them into great shields, resisting with all their might.

"It is the vastness of this breath! " Amid the world-destroying impact came a bold, unrestrained, rough-hewn song: "It is the vastness of this breath, austere and fierce, enduring through all ages!

When it runs through the sun and moon, what is life or death to speak of? " That was the Steward, gallant and unbridled; even at the brink of death, his bearing could not be quelled.

Shen Mu felt heroism surge in his chest, and it burst from him in a soaring rush: "Earth's bonds rely on it to stand; heaven's pillar relies on it for its honor. The Three Bonds truly hang upon its mandate.

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. " The Steward laughed heartily and brought it to a close in a long chant: "Righteousness is its root—" Note 1 The Blind Old Man held off the impact with the Longtuo Divine Spear and gave a cold snort: "So sentimental. .

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