Chapter 1162 — Call Me Uncle
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 3
I do things fair — I never play favorites, whether you're a creator or a human or a god or demon.
I eat anything!
" His voice brimmed with pride: "The Great Earth Lord cannot come here, so if you want to swear an oath, you can only swear it to me — I'm not a picky eater! " The Void Heavenly Venerable gave a cold snort; light blazed from both her eyes and shot into the Dark Capital, meaning to put this plump baby to death. But the plump baby's speed was terrifying.
Ducking left and dodging right, he eluded the divine power of her demon eyes. Seeing he could not dodge in time, he suddenly flipped up into the air and — lo and behold — drew out a divine sword; shh, shh, shh, sword-light sprayed in all directions and sheared her two beams of gaze in two! The Void Heavenly Venerable was startled.
"The sword dao of the Mu Heavenly Venerable and the Shen Heavenly Venerable! He knows it!
" What Shen Fengqing wielded was precisely the sword art of Shen Mu and Kaihuang, and he wielded it none too badly at that, catching her off guard and breaking the divine power of her demon eyes!
The Divine Child of the Dark Capital had always given the world the impression of being a silly little darling; no one had ever guessed his sword art would be good, too. She was about to strike again when she saw Shen Fengqing dash along the Dark Capital of the Great Void, quick as a puff of smoke, onto the Void Bridge; he slipped into three rooms and vanished. The Void Heavenly Venerable hesitated, and did not give chase.
To this day, the Void Bridge and the three rooms at its head still made her heart quail.