Eternal Sacred King



The long-browed old monk only had the cultivation of a Black Immortal and exuded a strong aura of twilight, as though he was half-dead.

Initially, Old Xuan did not take the long-browed old monk seriously. However, his intuition told him that this old monk did not seem ordinary!

When he recalled the divination divined by the Sect Master of the Academy, Old Xuan's heart skipped a beat as he thought to himself, "Was the Door of Death sign due to this person?"

"Who are you?"

Old Xuan narrowed his eyes and asked.

"A tomb keeper."

The long-browed old monk was motionless and replied indifferently without even looking at Old Xuan.

"Tomb keeper?"

Old Xuan sneered and extended his left hand, holding an octagonal hexagram disk. Suddenly, he took out three circular metal plates filled with runes with his right hand and held them between his fingers, immersing his spirit consciousness into them.

Splash!

A moment later, Old Xuan threw the three metal plates in his right hand into the divination disk.

This divination technique was a secret skill of the academy known as the Six Trigram Divination.

Although this divination technique could not compare to the Qimen[1] techniques mastered by the Sect Master of the Academy, it was still an extremely superior divination secret skill.

Old Xuan wanted to divine some information about the long-browed old monk to check out the situation!

However, the three metal plates that were scattered on the divination disk displayed a chaotic divination that was disorderly—he could not make heads or tails of it.

Old Xuan frowned slightly and put away the three metal plates. He restarted the divination and threw them into the divination disk once more.

It was still in disarray and the divination was chaotic.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Right then, the three metal plates on the divination disk cracked; clear cracks appeared on the disk as well!

"Mmm?"

Old Xuan's expression changed and he looked up instinctively.

On the tombstone, the tomb keeper turned around slowly with a dark gaze. He looked at Old Xuan and asked slowly, "What are you doing…"

Old Xuan shuddered. When he was looked at by that pair of eyes, it was as though his mind was struck by lightning.

A strange power descended that he could not defend against at all!

"Pfft!"

Old Xuan opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"This is bad!"

Old Xuan channeled his Essence Spirit and released a Grotto-heaven, tearing through the void. He wanted to enter the spatial tunnel and return to the academy right away.

However, his Grotto-heaven collapsed the moment it was released!

The moment Old Xuan entered the spatial tunnel, he was severely injured once more. His vision darkened and he fainted, floating in the spatial tunnel as the distance between him and Asura Monastery increased.

…

On the other side, Su Zimo continued in the direction of Tie Wei Mountain after leaving Asura Monastery.

Before long, a warning flashed in his mind and he stopped in his tracks.

"Activate!"

A voice sounded from the side. Immediately after, a series of formation patterns appeared beneath his feet.

An immortal formation was activated and Su Zimo had already entered it!

Su Zimo had a calm expression as he sensed carefully.

This immortal formation did not restrict his combat strength at all.

However, the immortal formation blocked the surroundings and formed a sealed space that was isolated from the outside world.

He was gradually surrounded by figures.

"Hahahaha!"

A smug and familiar laughter sounded. Without turning back, Su Zimo could guess that the person behind him was Prince Yuan Zuo!

"Su Zimo, you didn't expect this, right? We meet again!"

Prince Yuan Zuo said with a smug smile.

He had waited for this moment for too long!

Su Zimo turned back.

Prince Yuan Zuo was not alone—he had hundreds of followers.

More than ten of them were Execution Guards while the rest were high-level Heaven Immortals whose cultivation realms far surpassed his.

"You're Su Zimo?"

A man with an ethereal aura walked over from another direction. With a long sword on his back, he had an indifferent expression and approached to take a look at Su Zimo, his tone seemingly disappointed.

"Who are you?"

Su Zimo raised his brow and asked.

"My Dao title is Gui Yuan and I'm here to kill you on the orders of Senior Sister Meng Yao."

Heaven Immortal Gui Yuan was alone without any other disciples of Flying Immortal Sect.

He did not need backup either.

In the inner sect of Flying Immortal Sect, his combat strength was enough to be ranked in the top five!

"The Zither Immortal?"

Su Zimo sneered, "I'm truly living rent-free in Fairy Meng Yao's mind. If we meet again, I'll have to thank her properly."

Heaven Immortal Gui Yuan could tell that Su Zimo was mocking her. A cold glint flashed through his eyes as he said indifferently, "You won't get that chance."

"Su Zimo, I'll make you pay with blood for my brother's life today!"

A man with a dark expression walked over murderously from not far away. He was alone as well.

The person's face was 70% similar to the dead Pang Yu.

With a single thought, Su Zimo guessed the background of this person.

"Someone from the Pang Clan?"

Su Zimo asked.

"You're smart."

Pang Yi said slowly, "I'm Pang Yi, Pang Yu's brother!"

"Oh."

Su Zimo replied and nodded. "That's perfect. I'll send you on your way today. You two can accompany one another in Hell."

"Hahahaha!"

Pang Yi was so angry that he laughed instead. "Good, good, good! Su Zimo, you're still so brazen even at the brink of death. Let's see who dies first today!"

"Su Zimo, do you remember me?"

A voice sounded.

From another direction, a noble man strode over with hundreds of high-level Heaven Immortals behind him.

Xie Tianhong of the Yan Yang Immortal Kingdom!

"Of course I remember."

Su Zimo grinned. "I even said that I'll give you a huge gift the next time we meet!"

"That's right. I'm truly looking forward to it."

Xie Tianhong smiled as well. "However, I wonder if you'll like this huge gift today."

"It's good that all of you are gathered. That saves me the trouble of having to look for you one by one."

Surveying his surroundings, Su Zimo declared, "Who else is there? Stand out and let me take a look."

"Junior Brother Su, how have you been?"

Another voice sounded and Tang Peng walked out from the depths of the immortal formation, appearing slowly with a sneer on his face.

Su Zimo was not surprised to see Tang Peng.

"Are you alone?"

Su Zimo asked again.

Tang Peng shrugged his shoulders gently. "Of course, I alone am enough."

"What a pity."

Su Zimo shook his head.

Prince Yuan Zuo and the others exchanged glances and felt that something was amiss.

Su Zimo's reaction was completely different from what they had imagined. He did not panic, fear, beg for mercy or even escape.

He was way too calm!

Just as Prince Yuan Zuo was about to get worried, he recalled that he had a backup plan—that could make up for things if anything went wrong.

Today, Su Zimo was dead for sure!

"Why did you guys mobilize so many high-level Heaven Immortals to set up this immortal formation?" Su Zimo asked unhurriedly.

Prince Yuan Zuo said, "This immortal formation can block spirit consciousness detection. Even if someone passes by here, they won't be able to sense anything."

"Su Zimo, don't expect anyone to save you!"

Prince Yuan Zuo and the others had planned for this moment for a long time and naturally would not make any mistakes.

They wanted to eliminate all possible changes in advance!

[1] A sort of Chinese divination technique