Chapter 1457 — Venerable Deep Pit Leaves Nothing to Chance
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 3
And it was precisely for this reason that she had fallen headlong three times in a row, and nearly could not climb out of the pit. Shen Mu looked at her eagerly, his gaze full of expectation: "Your Highness, imagine you have forged the two supreme treasures and seized all the Lord of Heaven's qi and blood. Among the Ten Heavenly Venerables, who would dare stand against you? Who would dare kick out at you or wrestle arms with you?
What Venerable Xiao, what Kaihuang, are not fit to carry Your Highness's shoes! Venerable Hao could only be Your Highness's dog! " "Enough, enough!
The more you speak, the more absurd it grows. " Consort Qiang waved her hand. "Stop looking at me always with that expression of expecting me to take the bait.
This pit of yours, I need to think it over carefully before deciding whether to jump in. .
. " She paced to and fro, pondering, unable to decide. Shen Mu said softly, "Your Highness, the chance is not to be lost, and once lost will not come again. There is only one Lord of Heaven; when this one dies, there will be no next time. .
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" Consort Qiang glanced at him and said in surprise, "You still have not gone? Go, go quickly. I will not pursue the matter of your ruining my treasure, and you should stop disturbing my mind.
" Shen Mu made a deep bow to the ground and turned to leave.
Behind him, upon the God-Slaying Platform, Consort Qiang watched his receding back and quietly raised her hand; in her palm lay the divine art of the Daluo Heaven of Divine Consciousness. Yet she raised her hand, thought, and lowered it again.
But before her hand fell, killing intent came into her eyes once more, and she raised it again. Only her divine art was still not loosed; in her heart she wavered, unable to decide.
Suddenly, Shen Mu gave a cry and toppled to the ground, and with a bang he burst apart, turning into a mass of black smoke that scattered.