Chapter 509 — The Petty Old Thieves Fall at a Single Stroke

Figure after figure fell. The shattered palace flew higher and higher, and upon its roof of green tiles and crimson ridges, Shen Mu and Cult Master Hu Jun crossed each other; a Sealing Word Art closed off Hu Jun's five senses, and with a turn Shen Mu brought down a Yin-Yang Heaven-Overturning Hand, one blow of his palm sending Hu Jun spitting blood and tumbling downward.

The green tiles of the great hall cracked, and Cult Master Yan Ji came stealing upon him—to meet head-on a great divine power of Shen Mu's: the Sky Cave, a Silver River hung from the blue heavens!

Ten thousand stars came down from on high bearing his terrible palm strength, smashing through Yan Ji's divine power with irresistible might, and one palm, with a whole river of the Milky Way, slammed him hard into the earth.

Rumble!

The countless broken walls in the air fell all at once, and the ground shuddered violently. Where the Dark Demon Cult Masters landed, a great palm print spread across three or five mu.

"A pack of petty old thieves—not worth one blow."

Shen Mu landed, shook his robes, and smiled at the stupefied Young Ancestor. "Ancestor, let us go to your place and talk."