Eternal Sacred King

The sounds of fighting and killing in the surroundings gradually faded.

Right now, there were less than 200 cultivators remaining in the hall!

Even though the remaining people had expended all their Dharmic powers, they were still fighting for the treasures with bloodshot eyes as though they had gone mad.

Right from the beginning, the white-robed man did not make any moves at all!

What he wanted to do was to release some specious news and lure the cultivators into the Grand Primordium Ancient Temple. Thereafter, he would release an illusion technique and bury the 5,000-odd cultivators there!

The white-robed man was only at the Dharma Characteristic realm!

Su Zimo had once heard Monk Yuan Bei mention some legends about Dao Lord Blood Fiend. However, he only felt that fear when he truly faced this expert of the past!

It was not only in terms of strength, but also his mental state, wisdom, planning and aura.

There was also an indescribable pressure!

When Su Zimo realized that the white-robed man before him was Dao Lord Blood Fiend, there was an explanation for everything.

Of course, there were still some things that he could not figure out.

"What's up with this Grand Primordium Ancient Temple? Although there are no treasures inside, this ancient temple is real. How can you shift such a massive ancient temple continuously?"

Su Zimo asked.

According to the rumors outside, the first time the Grand Primordium Ancient Temple descended was in the South Region of Tianhuang Mainland.

Thereafter, every once in a while, this ancient temple would descend in a place and attract many cultivators in to hunt for treasures.

It was antiquated and grand, dozens of times larger than the capital of Great Zhou!

Su Zimo could not imagine how the white-robed man could shift such a massive object and carry it around him continuously.

"Since you're so smart, why don't you make a guess?"

The white-robed man seemed to admire Su Zimo as well and did not reply immediately, merely asking calmly.

After pondering for a moment, a glint flashed through Su Zimo's eyes as he blurted, "This Grand Primordium Ancient Temple is your Dharmic weapon!"

That was the only possibility that could explain his previous doubts.

It was also the only possibility that could explain why the white-robed man could control the four stone doors at the entrance of the ancient temple and trap everyone here!

"That's right."

The white-robed man nodded and laughed mockingly. "This is my Destiny Dharmic Weapon. How can these people be a match for me if they enter my Destiny Dharmic Weapon?"

A moving ancient ruin was strange to begin with.

However, no one expected that this so-called ancient ruin was a Destiny Dharmic Weapon of a cultivator!

Su Zimo asked again, "When did you release your illusion technique?"

Pausing for a moment, he reminisced. "The moment after the stone doors fell and the row of green lights beneath the wall lit up, right?"

Su Zimo had a deep impression of that scene.

The sudden descent of the stone doors caused everyone in the hall to panic.

At that moment, the green lanterns were lit and flickered. The four Guardian Vajras on the wall seemed to have come alive as well.

Many cultivators were shocked.

At that moment, all the cultivators felt their hearts skip a beat and revealed openings!

"That's right."

The white-robed man did not hide anything and nodded.

Thereafter, he smiled gently. "These cultivators are trapped and unable to extricate themselves, but my illusion technique was merely a bait."

"The true source lies within your hearts!"

Extending his slender and fair finger, the white-robed man pointed at Su Zimo's chest.

Su Zimo frowned slightly and pondered for a moment. As though he understood something, he said, "The exterior is a reflection of the interior."

"That's right."

The white-robed man nodded. "The treasures you see are all because of your own desires."

That also explained why all the cultivators could find the treasures they wanted in the Grand Primordium Ancient Temple.

After all, those so-called treasures were merely the imaginations of every cultivator.

That was also the reason why the illusion technique was so terrifying!

There was only a single way to break out of the illusion.

It was to suppress the obsession in one's heart temporarily. If one had no desires and was naturally formless, they could break free from the illusion.

It was the same for Su Zimo. He had to endure the reluctance in his heart to cast out the two Buddha Beads before he obtained actual freedom!

Although the process seemed simple, it was shuddering!

If he could not break free from the obsession in his heart, Su Zimo would be like the cultivators in the main hall right now, still immersed in the fight in his hallucinations.

Even if his combat strength was heaven-defying and he killed everyone, so what?

His inevitable outcome would be to be killed mercilessly by the white-robed man without knowing how he died!

Su Zimo said, "Legend has it that you are extremely bloodthirsty and cold-blooded. I've finally witnessed it today."

"Fu…"

The white-robed man laughed and a hint of emotions that no one else could understand flashed through his eyes. "That's bloodthirsty? You must have lost count of the lives you've taken before you were able to cultivate to this realm!"

Su Zimo was silent.

The cultivation world was incomparably cruel. All of them so-called paragons and monster incarnates had to step on countless corpses to get to where they were today!

The white-robed man said, "These people are blinded by greed and are beyond hope. The greater their greed, the deeper they fall. It's fine if someone like that dies. What's there to pity?"

"Furthermore, I didn't kill anyone much. They were the ones who killed one another."

The white-robed man laughed indifferently with a mocking expression.

The fact that he was able to be known as Dao Lord Blood Fiend and create a cultivation technique such as the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra meant that he naturally had his own way of thinking—it was difficult for others to change that.

"Additionally, this is not a doomed situation."

The white-robed man continued, "I left two methods of survival for this trap."

"If those cultivators were not greedy, they would naturally not have come to this Grand Primordium Ancient Temple and undergo this calamity. That is the first method of survival."

"Even if they enter the ancient temple, as long as any of those cultivators can let go of their obsessions and break free from the illusion, I'll spare their lives and send them out of the ancient temple. That is the second method of survival!"

"If they are able to let go of their obsessions, I'll even grant them opportunities, cultivation techniques and secret skills, elixirs or universal treasures."

For more than a hundred years, some of the cultivators who entered the Grand Primordium Ancient Temple survived as well.

That was the reason why those cultivators who survived managed to obtain quite a bit of opportunities after leaving the Grand Primordium Ancient Temple.

Su Zimo said indifferently, "More importantly, the reason why you let those cultivators off and even gave them opportunities was because they could attract even more people!"

If every cultivator that entered the Grand Primordium Ancient Temple were to die inside, who would dare to explore?

The only way the white-robed man could attract more cultivators was if he intentionally let some cultivators off and allowed them to obtain some opportunities!

"You are indeed smart."

The white-robed man smiled.

Su Zimo raised his brow and suddenly said, "According to your words, I've already broken free from the illusion technique. Are you going to let me live as well?"

The smile in the eyes of the white-robed man intensified as he shook his head slowly. "Not for you!"