Chapter 1719 — The Dream-Chasing Youth, Part Two
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 5
Yet this man kept squeezing energy from his primordial spirit and his flesh, forcing his domain to become ever stronger! More crucial still, Yiluo Heavenly King could see that this great numerological domain of Meng Yungui was aimed at his own cultivation methods and divine powers.
Every Dao pattern, every Dao chain, was aimed at his vital death points! This strike could kill him! Yiluo Heavenly King's eyelid twitched, and in a flash he deduced that the most likely outcome was that he and Meng Yungui would perish together! Finally, Meng Yungui took his last step.
His great numerological domain was complete. This final strike was like a boundless ocean of the numerological way, filled with the subtlest mysteries of number and art! At just that moment, Yiluo Heavenly King stepped back, spread his two wings, swept up countless humans of the Southern Heaven on the ship, folded them under his wings, and rushed toward Meng Yungui!
The numerological domain abruptly stopped, halting before the nose of the first human of the Southern Heaven. Meng Yungui stood there.
His strength suddenly exhausted, he fell with a thud to his knees.
Yiluo Heavenly King let out a long breath. The humans gathered under his wings dropped down one by one. Cold sweat covered his forehead, and he laughed loudly, but the laugh carried a tremor.
"Heavenly Master Meng, so you still have a womanly mercy, still cannot bring yourself to butcher these livestock. " His body was shaking a little, and he laughed: "If you did not care about these livestock, you would have killed me. Heh heh.
What a pity you care too much about the lives of your clansmen.
This is why you humans can never achieve anything! " His body stopped trembling, and he walked forward.
Meng Yungui knelt on the ground, head bowed. Yiluo Heavenly King drew out a feather, turned it into a golden sword, and approached him. Yiluo Heavenly King raised his sword.
At that moment, an old man on the ground knelt, crawled trembling to his feet, blocked in front of Meng Yungui, and looked up: "My lord, do not kill him. .
.
" Yiluo Heavenly King frowned, looking at this old peasant who was clearly one whose face was to the yellow earth and whose back was to the sky.
"Say that again? " Yiluo Heavenly King said indifferently. The old peasant said: "My lord, do not kill.
. .
" Ssh. Yiluo Heavenly King's sword slashed down. The old peasant's head rolled to one side.
Yiluo Heavenly King kicked his corpse away and raised his sword again.
At this moment, a young man stood up, spread his arms, and blocked in front of Meng Yungui: "My lord, do not kill him!
" Yiluo Heavenly King looked at this young man in surprise and laughed: "You dare to speak to me standing up?
" "My lord. . .
" The young man had just spoken these words when the sword light fell; he turned into a headless corpse.
Yiluo Heavenly King looked around and laughed sneeringly: "Who else will block me from killing him?
" In the crowd of the humans of the Southern Heaven, one after another figure silently stepped out to block in front of Meng Yungui—old men, women and children, the young and strong.
They said not a word, and not one of them was kneeling.
More and more people blocked in front of Meng Yungui, so many that Yiluo Heavenly King frowned, and the fury in his heart burned higher and higher. "You maggots!
How dare you offend divine majesty! " Yiluo Heavenly King flew into a rage and laughed loudly: "The Southern Heaven has so many heavens; even if I kill you all, there will still be plenty of slaves and servants!
" His aura exploded, knocking all the Southern Heaven humans who blocked his path flying. In an instant, those humans sent flying by his aura were caught by a gentle force and suspended in midair.