Eternal Sacred King

Everyone had seen the golden silk armor on Su Zimo’s body but none of them thought much about it.

Without any spirit patterns, it was merely a pseudo spirit weapon.

Now, the grey robed cultivator found himself stunned momentarily when Su Zimo tossed the golden silk armor on the ground – he could not understand why Su Zimo would do that.

But, at the next moment, the grey robed cultivator’s pupils constricted in horror.

After removing the golden silk armor, Su Zimo was like a completely different person! With a front dash, he slashed with the Cold Moon Saber and blocked all the incoming flying swords before charging towards the grey robed cultivator.

It was too fast!

In fact, he was at least twice as fast as before!

A black shadow flashed past like a ghost. Almost in the blink of an eye, Su Zimo had arrived before the grey robed cultivator. With a torrential killing intent, he slapped the head of the latter.

“Junior Brother Su, are you alright?”

“Bro, are you alright?”

Both of them asked at almost the same time.

A hint of panic flashed in Leng Rou’s eyes but she returned to normalcy almost immediately.

“I am fine.”

Su Zimo nodded and replied, frowning in deep thoughts.

After a moment, he fondled little crane’s head and said, “Stupid bird, send everyone back to the sect first. This place is not suitable for you guys to linger on. If you can meet with reinforcements from the sect on the way back, that would be for the best.”

“Caw, caw!”

Little crane called for Su Zimo to hurry up so that they could leave together.

“You guys leave first. I’ll go back later,” Su Zimo shook his head and rejected.

“Bro, you’re not thinking of entering the spirit mine again, are you?” Little fatty asked with eyes widened in disbelief.

Su Zimo was silent.

Both Leng Rou and little fatty exchanged solemn glances.

“Junior Brother Su, let’s head back together.”

Leng Rou said, “The person within the spirit mine might have a powerful background and we don’t know his strength. Moreover, his techniques are so sinister. There’s no need for us to take this risk. Just let him have this spirit mine.”

“That’s right!”

Little fatty added, “Furthermore, we’ve already sent a message back to the sect and seniors will arrive soon. This spirit mine can still be ours. Bro, there’s no need for you to take the risk personally.”

“I have to go in and take a look.”

Su Zimo’s gaze was firm as he said darkly, “This is a middle-grade spirit mine, so that person shouldn’t be a Golden Core. If he’s a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, I will be able to escape safely even if I can’t fight him. That person can’t restrain me.”

There were some things that Su Zimo did not tell little fatty and Leng Rou.

When he saw the tragedy of Linfeng City, Su Zimo’s first thought was of Yan Country’s capital and his big brother, Su Hong.

Mortals were absolutely helpless in the face of such power and could only be slaughtered.

This person’s descent upon Linfeng City a day ago had caused the entire city to perish. If he were to head to the capital of Yan Country one day, his big brother and the others would definitely meet with the same ill fate!

This was his last chance. If he were to wait for the sect seniors to arrive, this person may have already left by then.

Su Zimo was worried that if he were to let this person off, he would regret it one day.

Besides, this person was accountable for the loss of hundreds of thousands of lives in Linfeng City!

“Bro, I…”

Little fatty was about to continue when Su Zimo interrupted him, “You guys are injured. You don’t have to follow me in.”

Leng Rou said, “We’ll wait for you outside then.”

Two hours.”

After thinking for a while, Su Zimo replied, “If I’m not out within two hours, leave this place immediately.”

After pausing momentarily, Su Zimo said to little crane as well, “Stupid bird, bring everyone with you further away. If you see any stranger approaching the mine, leave immediately! Do not turn back!”

Little crane nodded hurriedly, flapping its wings with a worried expression.

Picking up his flying swords from the ground, Su Zimo kept the Mystic Gold Silk Armor in his storage bag and pretended to smile casually. “There’s so many storage bags around, hurry and collect them all. We’ll split the loot secretly back in the sect!”

Su Zimo said as he entered the entrance, disappearing into the deep and dark spirit mine…