Chapter 802 — The Numbering of the Great Dao Hides a Mystery
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Yan Qiling vomited blood again and again, both hands on her knees, and raised her head to look toward Shen Mu.
Panting for breath, fallen flying swords all around her feet, she said in a low voice, "I also know why you must protect Yutian Zun. I am sorry — I should not have struck so heavily..."
"Cough, cough, cough!"
From the swirling smoke and dust, violent coughing suddenly came. Yan Qiling's pupils contracted sharply. Following the sound, she saw a figure stagger to its feet in the dust and smoke.
The figure was in a pitiful state — of six arms, only one remained; three heads bent at eerie angles in different directions, and each head seemed to be missing a large chunk.
The figure's chest cavity seemed to have rotted away, its spine twisted — yet it walked toward her step by step.
As the figure walked, chunks of flesh seemed to fall from its body.
Yan Qiling's eye twitched. The falling flesh and blood showed how terribly Shen Mu had been beaten — but she also saw flesh and blood growing on Shen Mu's body, self-repairing!
"The Crimson Emperor's Dao One..."
Yan Qiling straightened up and retreated, saying, "Cult Master Shen, stop. You and I are not enemies. Yutian Zun can be left in your care. There is no need for us to fight to the death! I already know who you are..."
Hum, hum, hum.
The flying swords on the ground vibrated. Yan Qiling's scalp went numb. Enduring her wounds, she retreated: "Stop! Mu Tianzun, I am not afraid of you!"