Eternal Sacred King



Feng Ziyi did not say anything the entire time and merely guarded beside Perfected Immortal Burial Night quietly. She was expressionless and even her eyes were like stagnant water without any ripples.

She had always been like this.

Su Zimo had known her for many years and had traveled with her before. Although they had interacted for a while, he rarely saw any emotions on her face.

Initially, Su Zimo thought that she was cold by nature.

However, later on, he found out that her family was destroyed when she was young and she witnessed her parents die tragically. That was the reason why her personality changed drastically and she became like this.

"Where have you guys been all these years?"

Su Zimo asked, "After the Thunder Monarch formed his Grotto-heaven and became a King, he came to the Divine Firmament Immortal Domain to look for you guys and Remnant Night's old subordinates. However, Immortal King experts of the Great Jin Immortal Kingdom were alarmed and he could only retreat to the Fiend Domain helplessly."

"All these years, I've also entrusted friends of the Yan Yang Immortal Kingdom and Zi Xuan Immortal Kingdom to look for you guys. However, there was no news."

Feng Ziyi said, "After we parted ways previously, Prince Yuan Zuo launched a frenzied revenge and hunted down all remaining Remnant Night cultivators. Master and I had nowhere to hide and fled."

"In the process of escaping, he entered an ancient ruin by mistake and was isolated from the world. He only managed to escape after cultivating for thousands of years."

"When master and I heard that grandpa had established himself in the Fiend Domain, we wanted to gather Remnant Night's old faction and bring everyone over."

"However, Prince Yuan Zuo had already set up a trap in advance and made use of Remnant Night's old faction to lure me and master out."

"Prince Yuan Zuo again!"

Su Zimo's expression turned cold as killing intent flashed through his eyes. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Even after thousands of years, he's still persistently haunting us!"

Su Zimo pondered for a moment and understood Prince Yuan Zuo's intentions.

Back then, Feng Cantian broke free from Absolute Thunder City right under the nose of Prince Yuan Zuo. Prince Yuan Zuo was partly to blame and as such, his status as the Prince of Green Cloud County was removed.

Although the current Yuan Zuo was a prince, he did not have the true power of a prince. His status and power were far inferior to before.

The reason why he wanted to capture Feng Ziyi and Perfected Immortal Burial Night to lure out Feng Cantian was so that he could make up for his mistake and reclaim his position as the Prince of Green Cloud County. That was why he did not give up even after thousands of years.

"What happened later on?"

Su Zimo asked.

Feng Ziyi said, "Later on, master brought me out of the encirclement but we were severely injured as well. These injuries were left behind by that battle."

At the side, Perfected Immortal Burial Night coughed violently and panted. "I'm not as I used to be, I'm too old…"

Even without asking, Su Zimo could roughly guess what happened later on.

The reason why the Great Jin Immortal Kingdom sent Jue Wuying and dozens of other Perfected Immortals to hunt down Feng Ziyi and Perfected Immortal Burial Night was because they wanted to ensure that nothing went wrong after Prince Yuan Zuo's encirclement failed.

Given Prince Yuan Zuo's current status, there was no way he could command these Perfected Immortals. Immortal King experts of the Great Jin Immortal Kingdom were definitely behind this.

Perfected Immortal Burial Night's eyes were cloudy as he laughed self-deprecatingly and lamented, "To think that after dominating for many years and killing countless strong foes, I would end up falling in the hands of a group of juniors of the Heaven Immortal realm."

There was a hint of indignance and sadness in Perfected Immortal Burial Night's tone.

Su Zimo looked at the white-haired old man who was lying on the bed at the end of his road. He could not help but recall Tianhuang Mainland and the majestic ancient era where multiple Monarchs rose!

The old man before him was one of the Monarchs who founded Hidden Death Sect and passed it down through history!

This old man was once comparable to the Human Monarch, Thunder Monarch, Saber Monarch, Sword Monarch and Buddha Monarch. In order for the human race to survive, he fought against the Primordial Nine Races and left behind legends on the battlefield, creating a glorious era that belonged to the human race!

But now, a hero in his twilight years was humiliated to such an extent.

A sense of injustice surged in Su Zimo's heart and he could not calm down for a long time!

His chest felt stuffy and he could not help but take a deep breath. Suddenly, he stood up and left the carriage. With a cold expression, he gazed into the distance in silence.

Before long, Mo Qing walked out of the carriage at the side. She looked at Su Zimo and said softly, "I'm going back. Are you sending them to the Fiend Domain?"

"Yes…"

Su Zimo replied distractedly.

Mo Qing pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "Follow me. I want to tell you something."

The two of them jumped down from the carriage. After the Imperial Army of the Zi Xuan Immortal Kingdom left, Mo Qing took out a painting from her storage bag and handed it to Su Zimo.

Mo Qing said, "Since you want to send them to the Fiend Domain, help me give this painting to Desolate Martial."

"Alright."

Su Zimo nodded in agreement and was prepared to put it away.

Mo Qing asked, "Aren't you going to take a look?"

"Can I?"

Su Zimo was stunned.

Mo Qing said, "Of course. Since you're so familiar with him, can you help me take a look at how the painting looks? Does it resemble him?"

Su Zimo obeyed and opened the painting slowly.

There was a painting of a purple-robed man. His clothes fluttered and his black hair danced. Hands behind his back, he was tall and straight with a silver mask on his face.

Those eyes were mysterious and deep with a hint of coldness.

In terms of drawing skills alone, this painting had already drawn the Martial Dao Prime Body almost perfectly and was lifelike.

Mo Qing had only seen the Martial Dao Prime Body a few times and she was able to create such a painting based on her memories. Her title as the Painting Immortal was indeed well-deserved.

Even the unique aura of the Martial Dao Prime Body was reflected in the painting.

"Yes, it resembles him very much."

Su Zimo nodded and put away the painting. "Thank you for your effort, senior sister."

Although he agreed, he had no intention of handing the painting to the Martial Dao Prime Body.

Him seeing this painting was equivalent to the Martial Dao Prime Body seeing this painting. Naturally, there was no need for him to do the unnecessary act of handing it personally to the Martial Dao Prime Body.

Mo Qing looked at Su Zimo begrudgingly. "Speaking of which, it's your fault. All these years, I've looked for you many times but you've always avoided me."

"If you had told me more about Desolate Martial, this painting would have been even better."

"But now, this painting only has its form but it lacks a lot of charm."

Su Zimo was silent.

"I'm leaving. After you send them away, if there's nothing else, return to the academy."

Mo Qing said, "The matter of you possessing the Jade Pure Jade Manual has already been exposed. You might encounter danger outside."

"Thank you for your reminder, senior sister."

Su Zimo cupped his fists.

Mo Qing nodded and turned to leave, disappearing before long.

Su Zimo looked in the direction of the Zi Xuan Immortal Kingdom's Imperial Army and took a deep breath. In a flash, he chased after them.

This time round, Su Zimo did not head to Feng Ziyi's carriage. Instead, he knocked on Yun Zhu's carriage.

"Come in."

Yun Zhu's voice sounded.

Su Zimo entered the carriage. Yun Zhu put down the book in her hands and smiled at him, teasing, "I can tell that my Sister Mo Qing pines for Fellow Daoist Desolate Martial."

Su Zimo had a headache at the thought of this as well.