Eternal Sacred King

The Joyful Clan people looked up, only to see a gigantic eagle with a huge pair of purple wings circling the skies above the valley. Its gigantic wings were spreading and shrouding the sky and sun.

The wings on the purple eagle were impregnable and had an illustrious, metallic shine. Its pair of claws was strong and powerful, seemingly able to crush the hilltop.

This was obviously the leader of the purple-wing eagles. Both its eyes exuded boundless fury and murderous intent!

“S-spirit demon?”

Elder Qian’s voice was trembling and his face drained of colors.

In the eyes of cultivators, spirit demons could be divided into two categories – Foundation Establishment Realm and Golden Core Realm.

The purple-winged eagle in front of them should be at the Foundation Establishment Realm but it was obviously much more powerful than Elder Qian! Most importantly, this spirit demon could fly!

Elder Qian’s hysterical shout could be heard, “Su Zimo, you can’t leave here even if I am dead! Do you think this group of beasts will let you off? Ah… ”

Elder Qian cried in pain, and there was no more noise thereafter.

Su Zimo smiled.

Since he had arrived here, Su Zimo did not intend to leave this place alive.

The objective of this plan was for everyone to perish together. It was just that Su Zimo did not expect to implicate the spirit monkey in the end.

Su Zimo struggled to stand up and walk out of the cave. Looking at the over 50 corpses beyond recognition in the valley, devoured and torn to pieces by the purple-winged eagles, he shook his head. A flash of mockery streaked across his eyes.

So what if they were Foundation Establishment Cultivators?

So what if they were an immortal clan?

Eventually, they still died in an obscure corner of this Cang Lang Mountain Range without anyone knowing.

In actual fact, one would say that the death of the Joyful Clan people was due to Su Zimo’s trap rather than being devoured by the purple-winged eagles.

From the moment the Joyful Clan people stepped into Cang Lang Mountain Range, they had already fallen into an invisible net. Led around the nose by Su Zimo, they were heading to the abyss of death with every step that they took.

In mid-air, the leader of the purple-winged eagles sensed something as it suddenly lifted its head and landed its icy cold gaze on Su Zimo. The murderous intent was akin to that of a saber.

Su Zimo had seen it before on his first night in Cang Lang Mountain Range.

The numerous purple-winged eagles gradually stopped devouring the corpses. Flapping their wings in the air, they fixed their gazes on Su Zimo, only waiting for the order from their leader before they charged forward to tear Su Zimo into pieces!

“Chirp!”

The spirit demon level purple-winged eagle chirped loudly.

Swoosh!

Numerous purple-winged eagles swarmed over like a turbulent purple sea that would drown Su Zimo in the next moment.

Facing the incoming death, Su Zimo was calm. He neither retreat nor panic.

From the moment that he embarked on the path of cultivation, Die Yue had told him that he would face unimaginable dangers and could lose his life at any time. He should not expect her to save him.

At that moment, Su Zimo replied that life and death were preordained.

This moment had eventually arrived.

It was just that Su Zimo did not expect it to come so soon.

All of a sudden!

In Su Zimo’s line of sight, a flash of unrivaled, stunning scarlet color that seemingly wanted to dye the entire world red suddenly flashed across that purple sea. It was impossible to overlook it.

The shadow of a figure appeared and blocked the front of Su Zimo.

Su Zimo opened his mouth slightly. There was first shock in his eyes, followed by endless delight and happiness.

The intruder was clad in a long, blood-colored robe. Back facing Su Zimo, she had a slim figure and her dark tresses were hanging loosely around her neck, blowing in the breeze.

“You dare touch my people. Then, you shall die.”

The calm tone, pleasant voice and lazy drawl. Yet, the dominance in it was suffocating!

Su Zimo suddenly felt like crying.

He had fantasized countless times about Die Yue appearing in the times of critical danger but had been repeatedly disappointed.

“She, still came.”