Chapter 1390 - 1390 Another Expert in the Human Race (2)
“Is that so?” Zhou Shu made no comment.
He had also wondered if this was an illusion, but his Visualization of the Five Mountains’ True Form had long reached greater mastery. His divine sense was condensed into one, and there were definitely not many illusions that could deceive him.
But this was the Glacial Palace. It was possible for anything to happen.
Zhou Shu didn’t act rashly. Instead, he made an inviting gesture to Mu Zhixing.
Mu Zhixing first glanced warily at the black shadow. Seeing that the black shadow didn’t react, he took a step forward.
After hesitating for a moment, he didn’t move too far away from Zhou Shu. Instead, he took out a dharma treasure and cut his palm.
Swish!
With a soft sound, blood splattered from Mu Zhixing’s palm.
Like oil splashing on hot water, there was a sharp sound in the air, followed by smoke rising.
Zhou Shu was surprised to discover that the scene in front of him was changing.
As if a curtain had been lifted, a real scene appeared in front of him.
The wooden bed, table, and frame all disappeared.
In its place was a figure sitting cross-legged without any aura.
The figure was ethereal and illusory. It seemed to be right in front of him but also seemed to be far away.
Zhou Shu couldn’t even see if it was a man or a woman or what it looked like.
The moment the figure appeared, sorrow appeared on the black shadow’s face, and an extremely deep sadness filled the air.
At the level of the black shadow, every move he made would have a huge impact on the world.
Even the change in mood could affect the people around him.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but Zhou Shu seemed to see a hint of sorrow on Mu Zhixing’s face.
But the sadness was gone in an instant.
Just as Zhou Shu was feeling curious, the dharma treasure in Mu Zhixing’s hand suddenly flew toward the figure.
Roar!
A furious roar sounded in Zhou Shu’s ear.
The black shadow surnamed Wu pounced at Mu Zhixing angrily.
“Mu Zhixing!” Zhou Shu’s expression changed.
Before he could do anything, Mu Zhixing’s figure suddenly became illusory.
“Wu Gang, you’ve occupied this place for so many years. Be content.” Mu Zhixing’s voice sounded, and then starlight shone out.
Then Mu Zhixing and the mysterious figure gradually disappeared.
“No!” The black shadow, whom Mu Zhixing called Wu Gang, let out a heart-wrenching roar.
Boom!
His aura spread out violently, and a strong wind wreaked havoc. In an instant, the thatched hut was already washed into a sky full of thatch by the raging wind.
Zhou Shu frowned. He didn’t expect that he would be tricked by Mu Zhixing. This bastard Mu Zhixing should have been prepared long ago. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have shouted Wu Gang’s name. This bastard knew Wu Gang from the beginning!
Zhou Shu was furious. How long had it been since he had been deceived like this? This bastard Mu Zhixing better not let me see him again!
Boom!
A sharp force assaulted his face.
Zhou Shu snorted coldly. He brandished the Celestial Thearch Sword, and power surged over.
Zhou Shu plowed the ground with his feet and retreated.
“Brother Wu!” Zhou Shu cried out.
Wu Gang’s eyes were red as he stared fixedly at Zhou Shu, his eyes filled with hatred. “You’re in cahoots!”
Wu Gang’s voice was extremely hoarse. His face was ferocious, and blood began to drip from the wound on his face.
At this moment, he actually restrained his fear of the Legendary Armament Canon and attacked Zhou Shu.
“Brother Wu, I was tricked too!” Zhou Shu shouted as he dodged the black shadow’s attack. “Don’t be angry first. Let’s talk!”
Wu Gang’s attacks were like a storm, and Zhou Shu found it difficult to dodge.
Wu Gang’s strength was indeed very terrifying. In a one-on-one battle, Zhan Jingtao was probably not his match.
Boom!
With a thought, the Legendary Armament Canon appeared in front of Zhou Shu.
Wu Gang suddenly stopped. Then as if he had suffered a great deal of pain, he hugged his head and roared in pain.
Zhou Shu frowned. He didn’t put away the Legendary Armament Canon and approached Wu Gang with it in his hand.
Wu Gang was already rolling on the ground in pain, roaring.
A violent aura kept emitting from his body.
“Brother Wu!” Zhou Shu reached out and pressed his hand on Wu Gang’s shoulder. Spiritual energy surged into his body.
Bang!
Zhou Shu felt his palm go numb. His palm was actually flicked away.
“Ahhhh!” Wu Gang shouted. It was more than an hour before his cries gradually subsided.
He looked up at the sky, his eyes confused.
He stared blankly into the air, his aura completely restrained.
Even the aura of a living person seemed to be disappearing.
“Brother Wu!” Zhou Shu called out again.
When Wu Gang heard the voice, he regained some of his vitality.
He turned to look at Zhou Shu and seemed to see the Legendary Armament Canon in front of him. His pupils suddenly constricted.
“Are you here to kill me?” Wu Gang suddenly said.
His expression calmed down as he quietly looked at Zhou Shu, relief flashing across his eyes.
“Kill you?” Zhou Shu shook his head. “I’m not here to kill you.”
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