Chapter 153 — My Body Is a Hegemon Body
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
But beyond that, the title of Martial Khagan is one I must reclaim as well — life and death not reckoned! " Libationer Bashan's expression did not change. He said in a clear voice: "Gentlemen, both of them are of the Five Luminaries realm.
" "We understand the rules of gate-blocking.
" The Shaman Venerable's face was as still as an ancient well.
He tapped his staff and said calmly: "Disciples of the Golden Palace, hear my command: contend with them at the Five Luminaries realm, and if they are beaten to death, let it not be questioned. Whoever dares exceed the Five Luminaries realm, I will have his life!
" His voice was not loud, yet it carried over the whole mountain.
No sooner had the Shaman Venerable spoken than he turned to Libationer Bashan and showed a faint smile: "Martial Khagan, in those years the Heavenly Khagan brought you to block our Golden Palace's gate. The Heavenly Khagan's divine powers were boundless, and of course he was worthy of admiration. But you are not the Heavenly Khagan.
" Libationer Bashan's face turned grave. He stepped through the mountain gate, his voice threading into Shen Mu's and Ling Yuxiu's minds: "Junior brother, Princess, rest easy. So long as they have not killed me, they will still challenge you according to the rules.
If they do kill me, then you are in peril as well.
" Shen Mu and Ling Yuxiu felt a chill in their hearts. Their safety hung upon Libationer Bashan's life. If Libationer Bashan were stripped of the name of Martial Khagan and done away with, then killing Shen Mu and Ling Yuxiu afterward would leak no word to anyone; the reputation of Loulan's Golden Palace would suffer no harm, and the outside world would never know of this challenge.
And the experts who had come from the grasslands to watch the battle all submitted to the rule of Loulan's Golden Palace; at a single command from the Golden Palace, they would say nothing. But if Libationer Bashan walked out of Loulan's Golden Palace alive, then this matter would be blabbed abroad by that great loudmouth Bashan; not only would the whole grassland know, but likely all under heaven would know.
Libationer Bashan was absolutely capable of it. By then, the face of Loulan's Golden Palace would be utterly swept away.
Therefore, before Libationer Bashan died, Loulan's Golden Palace would absolutely not gang up on Shen Mu and Ling Yuxiu; they would only act according to the rules.
"Master, don't get beaten to death," Qingniu called out loudly.
Libationer Bashan's step faltered; he turned and glared: "When we get back, it's beef for you! " Qingniu hastily ducked his head.
"Two young things, reckless and bold.
Do you know you are blocking the gate of a holy land?
" Suddenly a voice came from behind Shen Mu.
Shen Mu and Ling Yuxiu rose and looked down the mountain, and saw many shamans of strange appearance walking up, blocking the way they had come.
One of the shamans stepped forward, a faint golden light shimmering about him, horns on his head, wings on his back, a bird's beak — this manner of cultivation that transformed one toward the inhuman was truly rarely seen. "Senior brother," Shen Mu and Ling Yuxiu saluted.
But the Golden Palace shaman did not return the salute. His voice rang out, forceful and clear: "Courtesy is a thing of your Jingping.
My Loulan Golden Palace has no such abundance of rules.
After I kill you, I will absorb your souls to cultivate my divine powers. People like you are far stronger than those slaves, and your souls are incomparably tough — there is nothing better for refining divine powers! " Shen Mu's eyes flickered. He said: "Little sister, I'll go first this time, and sound out their arts and divine powers.
" Ling Yuxiu nodded.