Chapter 1144 — Such an Ally, I Refuse
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 3
" Half a day later the army of gods and demons set out, the Deep Earth Ancient God seated amid the central host, with thousands upon thousands of gods and demons about him, drawn up in strict formation. The Deep Earth Ancient God felt a vague disquiet, and thought, "To be able to kill my sworn brother White Earth, this must be a foe of no small skill; if I rush there recklessly, I will in all likelihood fall to the same foul hand.
But as things stand I am guarded by the great army, the formation is stern, and even an Emperor Throne expert could hardly come near me.
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" At that very moment the Glazed Azure Heaven Banner descended from the sky, the twenty-eight heavens bloomed, and every array crumbled to dust, swept utterly away!
A moment later the twenty-eight heavens vanished and all was as before; the Glazed Azure Heaven Banner rose as a streak of azure light and disappeared into the white clouds in the sky.
The banner gone, the officers and soldiers returned each to his station, as though they had never stirred. The crowd hurried to look: there sat the Deep Earth Ancient God, firm and unmoved, both hands still gripping tight the arms of his throne, and the head upon his neck was gone!