Chapter 876 — The Sword Leaves a Faint Fragrance — Please Vote
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Please. " "Please! " Feng Huayu's momentum burst forth; his body moved, pouncing toward Shen Mu, and a flood of splendor surged through the heavens. Shen Mu grasped his sword core and shook himself into three heads and six arms, and in an instant sword light filled the splendor! Light rose, sword light moved; before the Great Black Palace fish leapt and dragons danced, and the ringing of the sword was clear beyond measure; suddenly the sword light vanished, and all kinds of blossoms, fairer than brocade, came fluttering and scattering down from the sky.
Around the Great Black Palace, gods and demons alike looked up, and saw the blossoms bleak and beautiful, falling from the darkness above, ever more of them. The petals drifted down like a rain of flowers, blossoms tumbling from heaven.
The petals fell and piled higher and higher, burying the corpse of Feng Huayu. That youth of the Flower-Brocade Heaven was already more than half buried in petals.
Shen Mu sheathed his sword, bowed in salute to the being seated motionless within the Great Black Palace, and turned to walk toward Dragon Qilin.
He sat upon Dragon Qilin's great head and said calmly, "Fat Dragon, we may go back.
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