Chapter 1591 — The Myth Crumbles
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 5 of 5
Hao Heavenly Venerable lay face-up on the deck, his eyes vacant, the phantom of the Zixiao Hall behind his head flickering in and out, the great hole in the back of his skull still oozing steaming brain matter.
Shen Mu glanced around, grinned, his teeth covered in blood.
"Juyu." A cold, clear voice came from behind the Great Emperor.
The Great Emperor whirled around. Ling Heavenly Venerable appeared before him, a single finger gently touching the space between his brows.
The corner of the Great Emperor's eye twitched violently.