Chapter 377 A Desperate Struggle
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 5 of 5
The Dragon Qilin roared again, and dharma power erupted, surging into the sword body. In an instant, the sword light blazed, stabbing in all directions. Patches of corrupted blood withered and fell to the ground.
Shen Mu stared blankly. The power within his body receded like the tide.
His grip on the sword hilt loosened, and he fell back. The Dragon Qilin roared again and again.
It raised its claw to strike once more, but Shen Mu said weakly, "Don't hit it. . .
hit it again and you'll kill me too.
. . " He coughed violently. His dharma power was exhausted as well.
His physical body gradually grew back to normal size. He wanted to crawl up and heal his wounds, but he could not move.
The Dragon Qilin clambered to its feet and stared blankly at the bloodstains on the ground. Then it looked around.
It saw that the incomparably powerful wyrms beside it did not dare meet its gaze, their eyes filled with dread, and one after another they lowered their heads.