Chapter 1253 — One Move That Claims a Life
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 3
Your fortune has run its course. " DONG— He slapped the Reincarnation Bell with all his might and blasted it at Shen Mu once more. The bell rang, and Shen Mu's prone body trembled violently, his gaze growing even more hollow and lost. Yin Jiuzun had inherited the Yin Heavenly Emperor's prudence; he stood at a distance and struck the Reincarnation Bell again, ringing it several times in succession.
Only then did he finally relax.
He strode forward, and with a thought produced a divine blade.
With a gentle turn of his palm, the Reincarnation Bell shrank into a tiny bell pendant hanging beneath his neck.
With the blade in one hand and Shen Mu's neck gripped in the other, he was just about to sever the head and carry it back to claim his reward—when abruptly the vertical eye on Shen Mu's brow flew open, and he smiled. "Nephew, were it your father, he would hack me to pieces—and even then, he would not dare be certain I was truly dead.
Nephew, you are still a little green. .
. " Yin Jiuzun's blood ran cold. But in that instant, a beam of light shot out from the vertical eye between Shen Mu's brows, pierced through Yin Jiuzun's forehead, and exited through the back of his skull. That dreadful, awe-inspiring power blasted Yin Jiuzun's head apart, reducing it to a mist of blood!