Eternal Sacred King

When Wei Mingcheng led the soldiers inside the city to aid the army, the 50,000 strong Cang Lang City army had already left in defeat. They had gradually disappeared at the end of the horizon.

Wei Mingcheng came before Su Hong, dismounted from his horse and knelt on one knee with cupped fists. “General, thank you for coming over to aid us. I am Wei Mingcheng, the deputy general of Jian An City.”

Su Hong dismounted, stretched out his arms to help Wei Mingcheng up. “I am just a commoner, I cannot accept the general’s praise.”

“General, it may be presumptuous, but can I ask what is your relationship with Lord Wuding?” Although Wei Mingcheng had roughly guessed the answer, he still wanted to confirm his guess.

“Su Mu was my father.”

Wei Mingcheng nodded.

If not, no one else would be able to command the black armored cavalry in this world and for that strong army to serve him willingly.

Song Qi had never seen Su Zimo being so grim and serious, speaking in such a deep and solemn tone.

Song Qi was uneasy as he asked. “Second Young Master, did something happen? Does the Su family have some other more powerful enemies?”

“I killed several Qi Refinement Warriors and offended a clan in the capital. The clan will find their way here in no time.”

Su Zimo did not choose to hide the truth.

The reason why he could escape from the capital was because there were no Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the Joyful Clan.

Now that the Joyful Clan had suffered such a big loss, it was impossible for them to take things lying down. Perhaps, some Foundation Establishment Cultivators had already set off for Ping Yang Town and were already on their way!

Song Qi was aware of the seriousness of the situation.

If a mortal offended the cultivation clans, one would either die a light death or implicate the entire family!

“Second Young Master, where are you going? Isn’t it better for you to come with all of us to Sky Treasure Pavilion and hide there for the time being?” Song Qi asked.

Su Zimo remained silent.

Song Qi’s heart sank. He suddenly thought of a possibility and exclaimed in shock. “A-are you going to stop the Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the cultivation clan?”

Su Zimo said softly, “If I don’t die, the cultivation clan will never give up. The Su family can’t possibly hide in Sky Treasure Pavilion for their entire lifetime. Once the Su family appears, they will be hunted down and no one would be able to escape.”

“Moreover, seven days have passed since the death of the King of Yan. Given the walking speed of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators, they might have already reached. If no one stops them, they will catch up to us even before the Su family reaches the Sky Treasure Pavilion at Cang Lang City.”

“But, Second Young Master…”

“Brother Song, don’t be sullen. I may not die. I might even annihilate the clan.” Su Zimo smiled, putting up a strong front.

Song Qi sighed, saying no more.

Song Qi knew very well that Su Zimo had made the right decision. But this was in fact using his own life to protect everyone in the Su family!

To stop the Foundation Establishment Cultivators, it was tantamount to courting death.

Su Zimo had no hopes of surviving.

Su Zimo took out a storage bag from his clothes. This was taken from the one-armed Qi Refinement Warrior. He handed it to Song Qi, patting him on the shoulder, saying in a low voice. “I will leave… the Su family to you.”

With that, Su Zimo turned to leave.

It started snowing.

This was the first snow in the early winter.