Chapter 439 - Gathering of the Elites
Wielding his sword, Hang Qiuyu charged into the crowd. Everywhere he passed through, Hell broke loose as fresh blood spilled along with broken limbs in a tragic scene.
The battlefield was in chaos.
Shrieks, screams, yells and the sound of killing were mixed together.
Ta! Ta! Ta!
From the south, a series of heavy footsteps arrived.
Each time it sounded, the ground would tremble a little, as if a massive being with terrifying might was sprinting over!
Many cultivators looked towards the voice.
A buzz cut cultivator headed over in huge strides. With a bare upper body, his exposed muscles shone with a bronze luster and his muscles bulged out one by one, giving off an explosive feeling of power!
After ten days, Monk Jue Chen’s expression was normal and his aura was stable – it was clear that his injuries had already healed.
Su Zimo nodded silently.
As one of the six Buddhist monasteries, Diamond Monastery was truly capable.
Previously, Monk Jue Chen’s was heavily suppressed by Su Zimo and his flesh had exploded while his organs were dislocated.
In ten days, he had already recovered to his original state. That was proof that the monk’s physique was truly extraordinary.
Ding!
Expressionlessly, Monk Jue Chen flicked his wrist gently and the bell sounded once more.
A group of cultivators that were fleeing in midair on their flying swords shuddered. Their faces turned pale as they swayed unsteadily.
Ding!
The bell sounded once more.
Thud! Thud!
One after another, the cultivators fell from midair. By the time they reached the ground, their gazes were dim and blood flowed from all seven orifices – they were already dead!
Three more monks and a nun strode slowly forward behind Monk Jue Chen.
Although the three monks and the nun were all Buddhists as well, their attires were different as were the sect badges on their waists.
Among the six Buddhist monasteries, five successors had appeared!
It was a gathering of the elites!
In this battle, some cultivators from other sects or itinerant cultivators who thought that they were strong finally understood the terror of the immortal, fiend and Buddhist sects.
Although they were also at eight meridian Foundation Establishment, they were no match for the successors of those sects!
The number of cultivators around the Human Emperor’s Palace decreased but the number of corpses increased as blood flowed like a river.
Finally, someone caught sight of Su Zimo who was standing at the boundaries.
It was Bai Yu, the fiend heir of Zenith Sect!
Naturally, he did not know that this was Su Zimo who had changed his appearance. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have advanced alone without any reservations.
Bai Yu’s expression was cold as he held the bloody Zenith Saber in his hands. He glared at Su Zimo without any shred of emotion.
Although Su Zimo was expressionless, a flicker of mockery flashed through his eyes.
“Die!”
Bai Yu swung his Zenith Saber and created a bloodied arc in midair before it descended upon Su Zimo’s head.
Su Zimo’s eyes shone brightly. Just as he was about to take action, a tender shout sounded from behind him.
“Stop!”
A fragrance wafted over.
A pink ribbon tore through the air. Although it looked weak, it managed to fend off Bai Yu’s attack!
Right after, as if it was alive, the pink ribbon coiled itself along the body of the saber.
Frowning, Bai Yu retracted his Zenith Saber hurriedly.
“Demoness Ji, what are you doing?”
He glared at the girl in pink that darted out from behind the burly man, asking in an unfriendly manner.
“Hehe.”
By now, Demoness Ji had already covered herself with her veil again. Smiling gently, she glanced at Su Zimo and said, “This is a friend I invited. He’s on the side of the fiend sects.”