Chapter 962 — Two Sisters Bound by Deep Affection
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The ruined buildings could not come crashing down, but the residual shockwaves of the two women's divine arts could still strike the ground.
Though both were at the Divine Bridge realm, Shen Mu knew precisely how formidable they were. On the ship, Lian Huahun had once ambushed him and snapped all four of his arms; Yun Chuxiu, too, had fought him until both were battered and bloodied. Their strength was in no way inferior to that of the True Gods—if anything, it surpassed them.
Even so, they had not yet revealed their true signature arts; instead, each sought to force the other into displaying her genuine techniques, so as to divine which Heavenly Lord stood behind her. Whoever's identity was exposed would die first.
After all, Empress Dihou and Lady Yuanmu were both ancient gods, as infamous in the Heavenly Alliance as the ancient god the Heavenly Emperor himself—surely the other Heavenly Lords of the Alliance would eradicate them.
In the beginning, the Alliance had been founded to guarantee people the right to survive, but by the middle of the Longhan era, after Lord Yun had absorbed Lord Hao and others into its ranks, its purpose had become the extermination of the ancient gods and the seizure of dominion. Thus an ancient god lurking within the Heavenly Alliance absolutely could not afford to have his or her identity revealed.
Shen Mu and Luo Wushuang sped through the empty city, hearts in their throats.
Yun Chuxiu and Lian Huahun's divine arts were too powerful—no one could say when some stray shockwave might trigger the Brand of the Lord of Blazing Flame or that drop of divine blood. It was like having a blade pressed to one's throat without knowing when death would fall.
And they, too, could not afford to be discovered—if the two women found them, they would die. Those two women would never tolerate anyone else knowing their secrets! Even Shen Mu would have to die; however useful he might still be to them, no utility, no matter how vast, could outweigh their own lives.
Shen Mu now finally understood the saying: the more you know, the sooner you die.
"Maha—" An enormous dragon's head suddenly appeared before them. The divine dragon was beaming with joy; it opened its great maw and washed the dumbstruck Shen Mu's face with its scarlet tongue, crying excitedly, "Maha! Maha!
" Shen Mu's face went the color of earth, and Luo Wushuang's hands and feet ran cold.
This divine dragon was the very one Shen Mu had created while performing Creation atop the mountain peak, intended as a mount.
But his skill had been insufficient—the dragon had been visualized into being, yet it could not fly, so he had abandoned it.
Who could have imagined the beast would track their scent all the way here? Above, the clamor of clashing divine arts abruptly ceased, and the fluctuations of divine power stopped as well.
The city fell utterly still.
Cold sweat beaded on both Shen Mu's and Luo Wushuang's brows.
Shen Mu made a silencing gesture to the dragon, and though it was dim-witted, it grasped his meaning. The two men and the dragon crept forward on tiptoe, trying to steal out of this fatal city. "So it's Lord Mu and Divine Blade Luo.
" A woman's laughter suddenly came from a palace ahead.
The two men and the dragon looked up to see Yun Chuxiu seated on the eaves, her hands braced on the edge, her legs dangling down and swinging idly. Her calves were very fair, tracing lovely curves, most enticing. Yun Chuxiu giggled.
"The Heavenly Lord and the Divine Blade, sneaking about like this—where might you be off to?
" Shen Mu cleared his throat, but before he could speak, Lian Huahun's voice came from behind, ice-cold: "How long have Lord Mu and Divine Blade Luo been here? " Yun Chuxiu said with a grin, "Does it matter how long?
" Shen Mu coughed. "We just arrived, intending to pay our respects to the Lord of Blazing Flame.
The Lord is in the city too.
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