Chapter 1684 — Clash of Players
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
The Dao light gradually dispersed. Shen Mu and Haotian Di swayed on their feet, their aura plunging steeply.
A smile broke over Haotian Di's face, and he said in a low voice, "Mu Tianzun, you have been willing to fight me to mutual ruin. But there is one thing you never took into account—behind me stand the Third Prince and the Fourth Prince, and behind them the whole ancestral court Yujing City!"
From the center of his brow, treasure hall after treasure hall flew out with a shriek.
"Now, once you alone are dealt with, all the turmoil throughout the heavens and the myriad worlds can be put to rest with ease!"
Haotian Di straightened his back and said in a deep voice, "Fellow daoists in the thirty-two halls, I entrust this task to you!"
Within those thirty-two treasure halls, there was no response at all.
A slight frown creased Haotian Di's brow as he said in a weighty voice, "Thirty-two fellow daoists, Mu Tianzun's World Tree has already been felled by me—you may make your move!"
Still, the thirty-two treasure halls remained utterly silent.
Shen Mu turned around unsteadily, an inscrutable half-smile on his lips: "Haotian Zun, in the ancestral court Yujing City, there are not only the Third Prince and the Fourth Prince—there is also the Seventh Prince. And I am the Seventh Prince."
At the ancestral court Yujing City, during the great destruction tribulation of the Sixteenth Epoch.
The Dao tree swayed in the wind. The Fourth Prince of Miluo Palace played the zither beneath it, surrounded by the many hall masters of Miluo Palace.
On the far side, a World Tree drifted over from the chaos, and beneath that tree stood a solitary figure. A voice came from afar: "Whoever dares to oppose me, I'll put them to death!"
"Old Seven, you have gone too far." Another voice came, and the Lingxiao Hall appeared.