Chapter 878 — The Shadowed Maga Codex
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 5
Shen Mu said leisurely, "Then the second man will die, easily, in the very flaw I deliberately left when I killed the first troublemaker. When I kill the first, I will leave a flaw on purpose. They will study it and devise their counter. And so the second man will also die with incomparable swiftness."
The demon youth's face went pale, his gaze somewhat dazed. He turned to look helplessly behind him, unsure whether he should continue according to plan and provoke Shen Mu further.
Dragon Qilin, still chewing his spirit pill, asked, "Then will the Sect Master truly kill Great Black Heaven's disciples inside his own Great Black Palace?"
"Some people always imagine me too merciful. They think I am the Sect Master of the Heavenly Saint Sect, never realizing that the Heavenly Saint Sect is in truth also the Dark Demon Sect."
Shen Mu wore a half-smile. "I sent a single challenge letter to the Northern Heavens. To break that letter, I do not know how many divine-power wielders of the Northern Heavens have died. Can Great Black Heaven's disciples be ignorant of this? So many divine-power wielders died because of a single challenge letter of mine—then if I personally kill a few of Great Black Heaven's disciples, can that be called atrocious?"
The demon youth's face turned ashen. He looked at Shen Mu as though at a terrifying demon king who devoured whomever he chose.
He had come swaggering with menace, yet now he had no will to fight at all.
To become a disciple of Great Black Heaven, one had to be chosen from among the finest youths of all the great heavens of the North, selected for the best innate gifts, enduring countless trials of life and death, treading upon the bones of countless peers before finally earning Great Black Heaven's regard.
Therefore, each of Great Black Heaven's disciples was even more formidable than Feng Huayu!
They had their extraordinary qualities, their surpassing traits—and also boundless confidence and pride.
Yet now, this demon youth's pride and confidence had vanished into thin air, leaving only terror, bewilderment, and helplessness.
He felt like a newborn lamb, and Shen Mu, fixing his eyes upon him, was a ferocious black dragon in the darkness, amid crashing thunder and torrential rain that drenched him to the bone with cold.
At any moment he might become an appetizer in that evil dragon's maw!
Shen Mu said mildly, "Senior Brother, did you not come to stand up for someone?"
The demon youth's face twisted, his body trembling.
Shen Mu glanced at him. "Fight or do not fight, retreat or do not retreat—you put me in a difficult position."
Sweat poured down the demon youth in streams. Suddenly he raised his head and said through gritted teeth, "If I retreat, my Dao heart is finished. My master, Great Black Heaven, will expel me from the sect. I will never be able to hold my head up in the Northern Heavens. My whole life will be ruined!"
His voice was hoarse as he rasped, "So I must fight, even if it means death! Only thus can I steady my Dao heart, steady my standing in the Northern Heavens, and avoid the mockery of others. Only by withstanding your attack can I make myself walk on with resolve!"
Shen Mu showed appreciation. "What is your name?"
The demon youth said, "Mo Santong!"
Shen Mu nodded. "Mo Santong, what are you best at? By what did you enter the Dao?"
Mo Santong was taken aback, then said, "I followed Teacher Great Black Heaven in cultivating the Dark Maga Sutra, and from it comprehended the Great Black Heaven Combat Method, entering the Dao through divine power. I also followed Senior Brother Luandi to study and comprehend the fruits of Jingping's reforms, and so I have some understanding of the Jingping Reforms."
"Dark Maga Sutra, Great Black Heaven Combat Method, entering the Dao through divine power."