Eternal Sacred King

"I'm sorry, I'm late,"

Su Zimo felt guilty.

Ming Zhen shook his head and raised his withered palm, as though he wanted to wipe away the tears on Su Zimo's face.

However, he lost his strength halfway through and his arm fell limply once more.

When he saw that, Su Zimo's heart ached.

He could clearly sense that Ming Zhen's lifeforce was extremely weak.

If he had been a little later, Ming Zhen might not have been able to hold on!

"Master is gone,"

After a moment of silence, Su Zimo decided to reveal the truth.

"I know,"

Ming Zhen nodded.

Su Zimo was slightly stunned and confused.

Ming Zhen replied, "Although I was trapped here at that time, I seemed to have sensed something."

At that point, he paused for a moment and pointed to his chest. "It hurt here. At that time, I knew that master had passed on."

Although they were thousands of miles apart, he could sense the passing of his kin.

Ming Zhen's voice was calm but there was an incomparably repressed sadness in it!

"Master left peacefully without any pain,"

Su Zimo said gently, "Before he left, he even instructed me to come to the South Region to visit you."

Back when Monk Yuan Bei said that to Su Zimo, he did not think too much about it.

Now that he thought about it, Monk Yuan Bei must have given that advice because he sensed something!

However, Monk Yuan Bei was at the end of his lifespan and could not do anything.

Ming Zhen lowered his head slightly.

This pure and innocent little monk did not show the slightest bit of fear or cowardice even though he was in Hell!

He had been trapped here for 10 years and was almost dead. However, his heart did not waver at all and he could still maintain his initial resolution with a smile.

However, at that moment, Ming Zhen lowered his head and pursed his lips when he heard the news of Monk Yuan Bei. Although he was silent, his clothes were drenched in tears.

Even though he tried his best to contain the sadness in his heart, he could not.

"The farewell at the Dragon Burial Valley was an eternal farewell,"

A moment later, he said softly with a quivering voice.

Ming Zhen was different from Su Zimo.

Ever since they were sent into the ancient battlefield, Su Zimo had been hunted down by various major sects and factions and even returned to the Dragon Burial Valley to seek shelter.

However, Ming Zhen did not have the chance to return.

There were always regrets in life.

Some regrets, once missed, could not be made up for in this lifetime.

Ming Zhen had long sensed the death of Monk Yuan Bei and was trapped here. All these years, the pain and torture he endured was even greater than Su Zimo had imagined!

A long time later, Ming Zhen spoke, "When I sensed master's departure, I chanted the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Prayer Sutra, Amitabha Sutra and Rebirth Mantra for him here, hoping that he would be able to move on to the Pure Land without having to suffer again."

Just as Su Zimo was about to console him, he sensed something and his expression changed!

Right in front of him, the inner walls of the blood-colored gourd began to squirm like the stomach of a human and seeped blood!

The blood was extremely evil and surged towards Su Zimo and Ming Zhen.

Su Zimo's reaction was extremely fast. Waving his sleeves, he swept up Ming Zhen who was beside him and leaped into the air.

However, there was a limit to the space within the Blood Gourd.

Su Zimo carried Ming Zhen and rose continuously. In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the top of the Blood Gourd.

The mouth of the gourd was blocked by Teng Lingzi.

The blood water beneath surged rapidly and would drown the two of them before long!

Su Zimo's situation was still fine. However, Ming Zhen's body was already on the brink of collapse. Coupled with his emotional fluctuation earlier on, he might not have been able to withstand the impact of the blood water!

Su Zimo released his consciousness and green light flashed.

The Creation Lotus Platform descended!

Wielding the Creation Green Lotus, Su Zimo channeled his blood qi and let out the sound of a tsunami. He channeled his Dharmic powers and smashed it towards the mouth of the gourd!

Boom!

There was a loud bang!

The Creation Lotus Platform collided heavily against the mouth of the gourd and received a tremendous recoil.

Although Su Zimo's arm was slightly numb, the mouth of the gourd did not budge at all!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He wielded the Creation Lotus Platform and continued smashing repeatedly with a loud bang!

The entire Blood Gourd shook but the mouth of the gourd showed no signs of relenting!

The blood below had already extended up.

"Junior Brother, take this green lantern with you,"

Right then, Ming Zhen spoke, "Part of the reason why I was able to hold out here for 10 years was because of the inheritance of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. At the same time, it was because of the protection of this green lantern."

Normally speaking, even Half-Martial Ancestor experts could not withstand the refinement of Teng Lingzi, let alone Dharma Characteristic Dao Lords!

It was clear how strong the green lantern was to be able to support Ming Zhen till now!

Su Zimo swept his gaze across. In this sealed and filthy environment, although the flame on the green lantern was small and weak, it was still burning and emitting a faint glow!

It was that faint light that blocked most of the power of the Blood Gourd!

"Ming Zhen, there's no need for that,"

Su Zimo's expression was cold as he said slowly, "I truly don't believe that such a filthy Blood Gourd can devour and refine the Creation Green Lotus that stole the creation of Heaven and Earth!"

"If he wants to devour the Creation Green Lotus, I'll let him!"

Su Zimo channeled his bloodline to its limits. His figure seemed to have vanished and a flawless green lotus grew from the rumbling blood water!

The green lotus was flawless and pure, like a treasure of the world that could not be approached by any filthy or evil object.

The flower bud on the green lotus blossomed silently!

Seven petals blossomed one after another, emitting a resplendent glow!

The gigantic green lotus platform lifted Ming Zhen up and the 63 holes shone with rays of light, nourishing his flesh and Essence Spirit!

Although the blood water surged, it could not approach the Creation Green Lotus!

Swoosh!

The Creation Green Lotus swayed gently and its body expanded, charging into the skies with an unstoppable might as though it wanted to burst through the world!

Six Stars Mountain.

Many Mighty Figures of the Blood Vine race had just rounded up everyone from Southern Duel Sect again and were commanding their underlings to clean up the battlefield.

The battle had ended quickly.

However, the fire burned Six Stars Mountain beyond recognition.

Apart from the six main peaks that were still intact, the rest were charred.

The Blood Vine race suffered immense losses as well.

There were more than 10,000 Blood Vine clansmen stationed at Six Stars Mountain and more than half of them died in the fire!

Previously, the Blood Vine race had already regarded this place as their territory completely and even some low-level blood vines had started to relocate here.

To think that the fire would burn all the low-level blood vines into ashes!

Teng Lingzi descended on Seven Kills Peak and had just activated his bloodline to refine the Blood Gourd while heading to his seclusion ground.

Suddenly!

The Blood Gourd in his palm shook.

He chuckled with a mocking expression. "You want to come out after entering my Blood Gourd?"

Not long after.

The Blood Gourd shook repeatedly.

However, it was useless. The Teng Lingzi merely held on gently and the Blood Gourd could not fall!

"Struggle. You'll give up when you're tired."

Teng Lingzi smiled gently.

All of a sudden!

As though he sensed something, Teng Lingzi's eyes widened and his smile froze on his face!