Chapter 1322 — A Man's Iron Bones
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 3
If you raise your hand against me again, I will show you no mercy. A single compliment is not worth two lives.
" Not far off, the young general in silver armor walked out of the mist, his face pale.
He swiftly recalled his primordial spirit, dropped to the ground, and became a white cat that ran back the way it had come.
The white cat turned its head and gave Shen Mu a look, then turned away and vanished into the mist. Shen Mu smiled faintly, and the vertical eye at the center of his brow opened, scanning all around.
After all Little Seven's troublemaking, he had come to a place in the mining district where no one trod. Here there were no etherealized gods, no sound of hammering — only massed wreaths of mist, some thick, some thin.
This was a region no one dared set foot in.
"Heavenly Venerable Mu, the primordial stone is right here!
" Within the vertical eye, the Taishi Egg stirred and surged, and the voice of the Dao in the egg came out hoarse: "I shall call it out now! "