Chapter 1627 — The Yin Lord's Legacy
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The magma boiled and shifted across the molten rock of his surface; those indestructible molten rocks were turning soft and brittle! The magma was the Earth Lord's blood, and now this blood flowed out from within his body, as though vein after vein had burst open!
Not only that—the Earth Lord's incomparably towering horns began to collapse.
The death-worlds that composed those horns were shattering, melting, falling from above!
Shen Fengqing wept even harder, yet the Youdu demonic path overflowing from the Earth Lord's body was boring into his own, as though the Youdu demonic path had found a new vessel. "This is bad!
" the Void Heavenly Venerable cried sharply. "The Earth Lord is dead! " In Youdu, beneath the Book of Life and Death, Shen Fengqing looked like a helpless child, tears streaming from his eyes. The Youdu Great Dao, following the illumination of the Book of Life and Death, left the Earth Lord's peerless frame and surged into his body. His body gradually grew, just like the Earth Lord of old; magma formed twin horns upon his head.
Those were the horns he had envied for so long. He had more than once secretly spied upon the Earth Lord, studying his horns, sucking his fingers and fantasizing that he too might have such a pair of majestic long horns.
He had also spied upon the Void Heavenly Venerable, envying her pair of long horns, complaining that no horns had grown upon his own head. Now his wish was granted.
He had inherited the Earth Lord's legacy, and had his own horns as well. Not only that—the Nether River flowed out from the Book of Life and Death, across his palm.
He sensed that the Nether River had become his weapon, his long whip.
The Earth Lord's body collapsed; the Youdu Great Dao poured into him—yet he felt no joy at all, only a thick and heavy desolation.
"I don't want this.
. . " Soon the palm of the You Heavenly Venerable's primordial spirit could no longer hold him up.
Shen Fengqing was growing at furious speed, beyond his control. He was no longer a chubby baby; he swiftly grew into a youth. Yet the Earth Lord's twin horns too swiftly crumbled down to their roots, and the Earth Lord's head was about to disintegrate.
Shen Mu and the Ling Heavenly Venerable walked out from the vertical eye at the Earth Lord's brow, gazing up at Shen Fengqing, who grew taller and taller, larger and larger. "My brother has grown up.
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. " Shen Mu's gaze was complex.
He wanted to smile but could not hold back his tears. He said silently in his heart, "I wanted you to stay forever this innocent, forever like an unborn babe, carefree and untroubled.
But I could not.
I could not protect you, could not let you be happy and untroubled in this bleak and brutal world. So I could only make you realize its cruelty, make you grow up quickly, so you could protect yourself, could protect those you love.
. . " He said to the Ling Heavenly Venerable, "The Earth Lord's body is about to collapse.
We must hurry to the Earth Lord's feet, where Achou, the Earth Lord, and the Heavenly Lord are. .
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" He had barely spoken when suddenly the Nether River whip swept at him with a whoosh, coiling around him, lifting him up. Shen Mu was bound fast by the Nether River, spinning helplessly, dragged before Shen Fengqing. "Brother, listen to me! " Shen Mu had just spoken these words when he heard Shen Fengqing roar in fury, "Bad little brother—" Boom! A fist like a mountain peak smashed into Shen Mu, blasting him away. Before he had flown far, the Nether River whip coiled around him again!
"I'll beat you to death, bad little brother! " Shen Fengqing charged over and struck Shen Mu with another punch.
Shen Mu coughed blood, flew backward, and was once again coiled and dragged toward Shen Fengqing. Shen Fengqing's twin horns blazed; the power of his Great Dao divine ability grew stronger and stronger.
He had originally been no inferior to the Yin Son of Heaven, and now his strength advanced by leaps and bounds!