Chapter 963 — Blood Falls Like Rain in the Cold Night
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
A staff some ten feet long appeared in Shen Mu's hand, and Shen Mu breathed upon it: "Grow—" The staff touched the ground and surged up at once!
Boom!
Only a thunderous roar reached Luo Wushuang's ears as Shen Mu pulled him up; looking down, he saw a horrifying sight.
That core of the Primeval Wood had become an immeasurably thick giant pillar stretching from one end of the Creators' city to the other, eight hundred li long.
The pillar lay across the heart of the city, its diameter fully a thousand zhang, crushing countless monsters to powder!
The Creators' palaces and other buildings along its path were all razed to the ground. The two of them fell downward, while overhead countless monstrous birds beat their bone wings, the hollow bones spouting flame, flying at tremendous speed.
Shen Mu brought Luo Wushuang down, and the Primeval Wood core grew smaller and smaller, soon becoming a wooden needle that fell into Shen Mu's hand.
Shen Mu casually thrust it into Luo Wushuang's brow, and the Primeval Wood core at once ran through Luo Wushuang's heavenly palace, continuing to channel medicinal power to heal the damage to his heavenly palace.
Luo Wushuang gave a muffled grunt; when the core had first been planted in his brow he had felt no fear, but now that he had seen the might of this little wooden needle, a touch of retrospective dread crept over him: "Aren't you afraid that one slip and you'll crush my heavenly palace flat too.
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" The two raced forward along the road the Primeval Wood core had crushed out, trying to break out of the city, but the monsters just flattened all rebuilt their flesh and blood and rose again.
Not only that, the palaces and buildings the core had destroyed also swiftly restored themselves, blocking their way.
Shen Mu frowned, reached out and drew the Primeval Wood core from Luo Wushuang's brow once more.
Luo Wushuang was already numb to it, and leaped up with him.
Boom.
The Primeval Wood core showed its might again, flattening the monsters that had climbed to their feet once more. The two landed, and Shen Mu put away the Primeval Wood core and thrust it back into Luo Wushuang's brow.