Chapter 732 — Swift as a Flying Star
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
On the platform, the two streaks of blood-light, having lost their target, seemed to fly into a rage, and whirled hissing about Shen Mu's neck!
"The God-Slaying Mystic Blade — I have one of my own."
Shen Mu laughed aloud. "That blade could not cut me down, much less two streaks of blood-aura suppressed to the Life-and-Death Realm?"
At his neck qi and blood surged, coiling like a great dragon; the Eight Notes of the Ancestral Dragon sounded, dragon-cries without end, and drove back the blood-aura that the God-Slaying Mystic Blade had become.
Shen Mu raised his hand and tapped with his fingertips — ding, ding, ding, a string of crisp notes — and the two streaks of blood-aura were beaten back again and again.
Shen Mu strode across the God-Slaying Platform, and only then did the two streaks of blood-aura abandon him. Suddenly they swelled, becoming two blood-aura tornadoes, like two blood dragons writhing on the platform.
Hu Bugui was appalled. He blurted out, "Brother Shen, your body's divine powers have reached full mastery, and you have forged your martial soul as well — but how are you so fast? It has only been ten days..."
Shen Mu, on the far side of the God-Slaying Platform, smiled bashfully and said modestly, "To tell the truth, I have an Overlord Body. I learn anything quickly. I have been like this since I was small; if I learned slowly, my elders would say I was a disgrace to the Overlord Body. This has actually been slow..."