Chapter 562 — Unleash Some Savagery, Deal Some Vicious Blows

Driven mad, he hammered fist after fist forward; in an instant a chain of thunderclaps came, dense beyond measure, beating the air ahead into a wall — a wall that grew ever thicker, visible to the naked eye, pushed forward by his fist-wind, felling trees and shattering stone the whole way, sand flying and rocks tumbling, until it thundered ten-odd li out and plowed out a ravine! Having vented his rage, Shen Mu abruptly turned his head, the corner of his eye falling upon that demon master. "It was you who told them to break my comprehension?

Clever of you! " The demon master stared blankly at him; then suddenly the will to live overcame his terror.

He let out a shriek, sprang soaring into the sky, and became a streak of demon qi racing away. Shen Mu looked up. Layer upon layer of array patterns spun madly in his eyes, and the star river in his pupils spun madly as well.

Hummm— Two beams of light shone from his eyes into the sky and severed that streak of demon qi, and from midair fell a head, two legs, and half a torso.

"Mind your loose tongue!

" Shen Mu snorted and left, and on the way kicked a boulder taller than a man to pieces.

A short while later, figures descended from the sky one after another, landing all around the battlefield.

At their head was a Demon God, demonic might brimming. "Master, the disciple of Xijue Zunmo is dead!

" "Yan Zunwang's disciple has been killed too!

" "And You Mowang's disciple!

" "Here lies Xiu Qi's disciple as well! " "Liuye Mowang's disciple!

" "Master, Sixth Junior Brother has been murdered too!

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That Demon God let out a furious roar; gales howled through the mountain forest, and the clouds and mist in the sky were shaken apart outright, vanishing into nothing. "You have killed so many elites of my Demon race, leaving our Seven Stars and Six Harmonies realms all but gutted. Shen, you dare run wild in the Demon race's domain?

You will never walk out of the Demon race's territory! Pass down the order — release the Youdu Divine Hounds, track down his whereabouts, and at any cost, hold that wretch for me!

" A demon master of the Heaven-Man realm hesitated, then said, "Master, the Venerable King Fu Riluo's meaning is that if he can be taken alive, best take him alive; if not, best leave the corpse whole. The Venerable King says this man carries a great secret within him.

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" The Demon God's cold gaze swept over, and the demon master shut his mouth at once, not daring to say more, and hurriedly passed down the order.

Shen Mu heard the roar from far off, and his heart gave a start; he could not help muttering to himself.

The Demon race were brave and warlike, all of them battle-maniacs, especially fond of flaunting their martial might.

The finest way to flaunt martial might was to slay a powerhouse; and so, in this pursuit and interception of Shen Mu, the most fervent had been the masters of the Seven Stars realm.

And after this battle, the Seven Stars realm disciples of the various Demon Gods had nearly all died by his hand.

So what level of powerhouses would come hunting him after this fight?

He was already not far from the front lines, and the Demon race's garrison towns were gradually growing more numerous; Shen Mu soon came to witness the Demon race's formidable methods.

Great black hounds bounded like flying things through the mountains and rivers behind him, bearing five or six demon masters apiece, sniffing this way and that, searching out his trail.

Seen from afar, these demon hounds were like little hills; each had two heads, eyes like great red lanterns, and bodies covered in knotted, bulging muscle.

Each of their heads bore not two eyes but three, and from the third eye on the forehead a red beam shot out now and again, sweeping the surroundings.

Shen Mu's expression turned grave.

Many of the hounds had already caught his scent and his trail; they gathered and came rushing this way. "This calls for poison. Only by poisoning these hounds dead can I get away!

" He rummaged in the Taotie Pouch and found some medicinal ingredients. This time he did not use his essence to form a cauldron and refine pills directly; instead he took out a sealed furnace to brew poison. Shen Mu held his breath and sealed every pore of his body, then thought a moment, took off his shoes, opened the sealed furnace, carefully drew out some medicinal liquid, and sprinkled it over his two shoes, thinking: "There is no time to brew a poison strong enough to kill a Demon God, but killing these hounds should be well within my reach.

" He dropped the two shoes and left barefoot.

A short while later, tiger roars came one after another. Shen Mu hurriedly looked back, and saw divine might brimming — a Black Tiger God loose in wholesale slaughter, smashing those two-headed demon hounds, and the demon masters on their backs along with them, to pulp. "Brother Tiger!

I have smelled the Cult Master's scent!

" The voice of the Dragon Qilin came from afar, greatly delighted.

"Come quickly, follow me. .

. the Cult Master's shoe is here too, what a stinking shoe. .

. oh no, I have been poisoned.

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