Chapter 486 — Jet-Black Heart

Xing Han hounded him relentlessly, until he was exhausted and his cultivation ran dry, and then sliced off both his legs.

With speed like that, there was virtually no chance Kui Wushen could land a hit on Xing Han! Boom—a heavy blow landed on Kui Wushen in midair. His body shook, and his Spirit Fetus nearly popped out of his primordial spirit. A look of alarm rose to his face.

Then came another thunderous boom—a second blow, and his primordial spirit spewed gouts of true fire from eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, the Spirit Fetus separating further from the soul.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ferocious impacts came thick and fast.

The Spirit Fetus inside Kui Wushen's primordial spirit was knocked swaying in every direction, leaving afterimages in its wake; his face contorted with panic.

He had no power to resist whatsoever. "Even that freak Imperial Tutor Jingping might not be a match for the Xing Han of right now.

" Shen Mu's heart tightened with awe, and he glanced at Xing Han's box nearby. This time, Xing Han had put the box down; he was not carrying it on his back. Beside the box, Ban Gongcuo shrank his neck and tightened his arms around the leg in his embrace.

"It's over. . .

my master is done for.

He is no match for that great freak Xing Han. I had planned to cash in while the two of them crippled each other, but by the look of it, I won't get a single advantage.

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" He took out the Taotie bag, stuffed the leg into it, and thought to himself: "That sly brute Xing Han will surely force me to reattach this leg. If this leg really has been poisoned by Hierarch Shen, I'm dead for sure. Even if it isn't poisoned, Xing Han will cut it off and never leave it to me.

So why not slip away while I have the chance. . . but the darkness is outside, and there's no slipping through it. " Just then, he saw Shen Mu, not far away, take out a pearl the size of a fist and begin muttering words, as if casting a spell. But Xing Han was busy hammering Kui Wushen and could not hear what the fellow was saying.

"The Xuanwu Pearl! " Ban Gongcuo's eyes bulged. He recognized the pearl in Shen Mu's hand—one of the four great spirit treasures of the True Heaven Palace, the Xuanwu Pearl.

Yet even back when he was a Great Venerable in his previous life, he had only ever seen this pearl, never held it in his hands.

"That bastard has heaven-defying luck, stealing the Xuanwu Pearl from the True Heaven Palace in the chaos!

" Just as this thought crossed his mind, Shen Mu's left hand began to form unpredictable gestures, tracing streak after streak of afterimages in the air, until it finally condensed into a sword seal and gently tapped the Xuanwu Pearl. "A technique of the Ten Thousand Spirits Natural Skill! " Ban Gongcuo's heart twitched. Then, the box beside him swayed.

Ban Gongcuo shuddered, but he saw the box shift twice, and a leg grew out from underneath!

Ban Gongcuo nearly cried out. Then several more legs grew out beneath the box; with a shake, the box actually stood up. Before Ban Gongcuo could come to his senses, Shen Mu jumped onto the box.

Its four legs strode out, and it charged down the mountain.

Halfway down the slope, the Dragon Qilin was straining to shrink its body; when the box ran past, it sprang up, landed atop it, and plopped its rump down. Ban Gongcuo stood frozen, then looked at Xu Shenghua. Xu Shenghua, holding Jingyan's hand, was waving at Shen Mu on the box—he had clearly known all along.

"Treacherous! The scoundrel even dares to steal Xing Han's box!

" Ban Gongcuo was about to shout for Xing Han when he abruptly changed his mind and dashed down the mountain at a flying speed. The box was extremely fast and soon reached the mountain gate. As it was about to plunge into the darkness, Ban Gongcuo leaped up, grasped the box, and was dragged by the racing box into the darkness. The heap of divine objects inside the box pushed back the surrounding darkness, and its four legs sprinted onward, charging into the deep black night.

"So it's the Great Venerable. " Shen Mu turned his head to find Ban Gongcuo dangling beneath the box, bared his teeth in a grin, and drew his sword to cut.

Ban Gongcuo whipped out the poisoned leg to block.

Shen Mu's sword hacked against the leg, ringing out with clangs. "Hierarch Shen, stop!

" Ban Gongcuo cried frantically. "Strike again, and I'll shout! See how you try to escape!

" Shen Mu sheathed his sword with a face full of smiles: "What language is that, Great Venerable? We are old friends—how could I do you harm?

Great Venerable, underneath the box you'll be eating dirt.

Why not let me pull you up? " He covertly kicked the Dragon Qilin. The Dragon Qilin understood, opened its mouth, and brewed true fire within, ready to blast Ban Gongcuo flying into the darkness when Shen Mu pulled him up, using the darkness of the desolate wastes to eliminate him.

Ban Gongcuo shrank back and pressed himself under the box, saying: "I am deeply grateful for the Hierarch's kindness.

I enjoy eating dirt.

I am perfectly comfortable here—please don't trouble yourself about me. " At that moment, Xing Han's enraged voice came from above Little Sumeru Mountain in the distance: "Divine Physician Shen—I want to see whether your heart is black too! " "Of course it's black," Ban Gongcuo whispered under the box.