Chapter 1738 — The Hunter of the Seventeenth Epoch
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Can you hold out? " Xu Shenghua said mildly, "I have been killing here for thirty years, and I have a modest name in the prehistoric cosmos. Several stowaways call me the Hunter of the Seventeenth Epoch, and my fame is not much less than that of the Miluo Palace's Seventh Young Master. In the first half of the night, none should dare come. .
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" He coughed violently, and only after a while subsided, then went on, "In the latter half of the night there will likely be a probing wave. The second night will bring the true assault. Set your mind at ease; after you leave, if I cannot win, I will simply leave.
" Shen Mu nodded silently, refining the Dao Dew and striving with all his might to recover his cultivation. "What worries me more is that Heavenly Venerable Hao has gathered up nearly every holy land of the Ancestral Court.
In former days, with those holy lands to suppress them, there was not much trouble. But now, if even Great Black Mountain falls, certain beings may seize the chance to worm their way out. " His gaze was deep as he said in a low voice, "The prehistoric cosmos has more than one holy land besides the Miluo Palace; there are other powers as well.
Even if they are not the equal of the Miluo Palace, they are no small matter. "