Chapter 1348 — The Fiend Who Destroyed Creation
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In the void of the Far Shore of the Great Void, the Creator race dwelling there had in truth never held Shu Jun in any regard; even Divine King Langwo was indifferent to Divine King Shu Jun.
In those years Shen Mu had been somewhat puzzled: he was merely an outsider, yet he could become the Sacred Infant of the Far Shore Creators, while Shu Jun, one of the Three Kings of the Primordial Age, had never won the Far Shore Creators' respect. Now he understood the reason. After a moment, Shen Mu helped Shu Jun to his feet.
Shu Jun seemed to have aged greatly; he pushed Shen Mu's hand away without strength, did not look at him, as though ashamed to face him again, and turning, hobbled off, outward beyond the Hundred Thousand Black Mountains.
Shu Jun was like an old wounded wolf, limping as he walked, growing ever more distant. The Grand Emperor was truly formidable: even with nothing left but a head, and sealed by Shen Mu besides, he could still seize unerringly upon each person's weakness, shatter their Dao heart, break their Dao heart to pieces. The Shu Jun of this moment had been beaten by him into utter lifelessness; if Shu Jun simply walked away like this, he would likely abandon himself altogether, and in the end choose to die silently in some remote corner.
"Shu Jun! " Shen Mu called him to a halt, his face calm: "Are you still a Creator?
" Shu Jun stopped and turned his head back.
"I am the Sacred Infant of the Creator race, and I need a Divine King who dares to act and dares to answer for it.
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