Chapter 867 — A Lone Sword Soars the Heavens
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 5 of 5
He whirled around and saw the heavenly river rushing, the heavenly palace looming faint; Shen Mu's primordial spirit stood upon the river, a treasure sword in hand, treading that river as he charged down from the heavens, one sword streaking in!
When "Heavenly Venerable Yu" saw that sword light, it had already reached the point between his brows; by the time he saw it whole, Shen Mu's primordial spirit had already run his skull through and appeared behind him.