Chapter 1817 — The Young Man's Bloodline
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
" He had just thought this when suddenly, ahead in the Kalpa of Destruction, a peach tree appeared, propping the kalpa apart. However terrifying the power and might of the Kalpa of Destruction, it could not shake that peach tree in the slightest.
Beneath the peach tree, a woman looked up admiring the peach blossoms, her expression cold and aloof. "Tiandu's Dao-Defiler!
" Third Young Master Lingxiao halted, his face grave. The Dao-Defiler beneath the tree plucked a peach branch and lightly smelled the blossoms, saying in a low voice: "Such a marvelous thing, and yet it is only transformed energy.
Would you not call that strange? " She turned around. It was none other than Heavenly Venerable Ling, whom Second Young Master had sent back to a past universe.
"You must not lay a finger on Mu's child.
Old Third of Miluo Palace, you possess the strongest power in the world, but to me, you are nothing more than a pile of energy and mass.
" Heavenly Venerable Ling pinched the peach branch and gave it a gentle shake.
Throughout the rivers of chaos, peach blossoms danced everywhere, blotting out the sky and hiding the sun, drowning Third Young Master Lingxiao!