The Eternal Holy King
Chapter 14: Fiendish Appearance

An unprecedented feeling of fear emerged and Su Zimo felt his scalp blister. He shakes all over his body.

Su Zimo's reflex kicked up and his two lower limbs moved to escape even before he actually stood up.

Swooshes!

An evil and smelly breeze charged towards him and Su Zimo dodged him just in time. He could not help but look back.

The disciples of Su Zimo were heavily contracted. Instantly, his heart was in his throat.

This was an anaconda that was beyond the recognition of Su Zimo. The humongous body was as thick as a water barrel. Closely covered with scales, his body shone with a cold and metallic luster. It glared at Su Zimo with greenish eyes, narrowed and a large mouth; saliva continuously dripped from between its teeth.

He's too careless. Su Zimo still had a lingering fear.

He had been approached by a large species and he actually did not feel it at all!

Anaconda curled around the old tree that was as tall as the clouds and looked at Su Zimo from a height. There was a glint of disdain in his eyes.

This is a spirit beast!

This human-like view appears in the anaconda. It is obvious that it is psychic and as intelligent as a human being. It's just that it can't speak human language.

Although there was a huge gap in size between pythons and humans, Su Zimo did not look the slightest bit scared after he calmed down. Instead, he was eager to try.

This is a rare opportunity.

The snake's gaze was cold and creepy. It was attacked first. The humongous body fell to the ground and twisted several times on the grass. Everything's quiet. In the blink of an eye, he slid into Su Zimo with intelligent movement and lighting speed.

"Oh no!"

Su Zimo was very surprised.

The anaconda crept, moving its head erratically. In that case, he suddenly found it difficult to seize the opportunity and had to clear all of his original plans.

If he failed in his first attack, he would definitely die!

Between the flash of light and the burning rock, Su Zimo exerted strength on both of his lower limbs. His body retreated quickly and dodged the attack.

At this moment, a wave of evil aura that was as tough as a blade swept out. Before he could react, his body had been hit firmly on the tail sweep of the python and thrown.

Bang out! Bang out! Bang out!

After crashing and destroying the three old trees consecutively, Su Zimo fell to the ground and vomited out a mouthful of blood. His face was as white as a piece of paper.

This collision hurt him a lot.

At this moment, Su Zimo felt that the tendons and bones in his body were almost destroyed. The pain was unbearable and he had no more energy to fight.

"The difference of one punch really puts me in a miserable state."

Before he could finish this thought, he saw the anaconda chasing him closely and pounced on him again. The black shadow swallowed it. Su Zimo gritted his teeth, twisted his arm, took out the Thunderbolt Saber on his back and slashed forward with all his might!

There was a flash of blood.

Anaconda was crying sadly. A bloody wound appeared on his head. One of his eyes was blind!

After suffering an extremely miserable wound, the massive, stocky anaconda's body constantly spun and twisted, causing the surrounding trees to break one after another. The sound and atmosphere are terrible.

Su Zimo knew that he was definitely no match for this Anaconda despite the latter's injury. Their abilities are not on the same level.

In addition, he suffered a more serious injury. If he were to receive another crazy whip by the anaconda, he would definitely die on the spot.

Su Zimo did not dare to stay any longer. He escaped quickly using the Plow Heaven Stride.

Before he could run far, he felt drained of energy. His chest felt tight; he could not help but spit out another mouthful of fresh blood.

In the battle in the Zhao family, he was covered in blood but they were caused by external injuries. The strength of The Connate Experts was not strong enough to pierce through his skin and flesh.

However, the tail of this anaconda not only damaged his chest but also injured his internal organs.

If Su Zimo had not used Body Petrification, the attack would have been enough to blow his body up!

"Am I going to be buried in this place on the first day?"

Su Zimo bit the tip of his tongue and tried hard to stay sober. He quietly pondered and said, “I have to find a good place to hide as soon as possible. Otherwise, any spirit beast I encounter can kill me easily.”

After running for a while, he looked at the steep mountain wall in front of him. There was a cave on it a few meters from the ground.

Su Zimo's eyes twinkled.

He arrived at the mountain wall and used the Thunderbolt Sabre to sweep through the wall as he climbed up.

Stepping on this dent, Su Zimo climbed up the mountain wall and carefully peered into the cave. He flipped inside after making sure that there was no danger.

'This 'torture' had already exhausted his last bit of strength.

The cave was not large and could barely contain three people. Fortunately, the location was not bad and it could avoid most of the land savage beasts.

Su Zimo lay in the cave and tried to encourage himself. He used the breathing and expiring methods continuously and the healing power of The Mystic Classic of Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness to recover from his injuries.

Time passed quickly and the sun gradually set.

When Su Zimo followed Die Yue on the first night, he did not feel the horror of the Cang Lang Mountains. Last night, there was complete silence. It was as if all living things were hiding.

Today, the night had just arrived and spirit beasts had already started to appear. The roaring sound shook the wilderness. From time to time, giant birds would fly past the mountain walls, casting their shadows and blocking the moon.

In the forest, ferocious beasts roamed without fear, old trees swayed and a terrifying atmosphere filled the air. There was a terrifying roar.

This was the true color of the Cang Lang Mountain Range!

If Die Yue had not accompanied him last night, he could not even handle it!

Previously, Su Zimo saw a spider with a human face as big as a basin. It moved at lighting speed as it climbed onto this wall mountain.

When Su Zimo was struck with fear, he heard a ferocious roar from the sky. Immediately after, a heavenly eagle with a pair of purple wings appeared out of nowhere. Super sharp claws shone coldly like daggers. He dug through the rock crevices in the mountain wall and smashed a large piece of rock.

"Rubber!"

A pitiful cry could be heard from the rock crevice. The purple winged eagle had caught the spirit beast crawling. The claw pierced deeply into the spirit beast's body and fresh blood splattered.

This spirit beast was extremely large. It was a hundred times larger than a purple winged eagle. However, it could not escape no matter how it struggled. The purple winged eagle took him and soared into the sky.

Before leaving, the purple-winged eagle clearly found Su Zimo. It even glanced back at the cave on the mountain wall with a cold gaze.

It could be that Su Zimo looked too weak and weak compared to that ferocious beast. Therefore, the purple winged eagle did not care. It expanded its wings and flew away.

That one gaze was enough to make him tremble and send his spine shivering.

This is a demon spirit!

This purple-winged eagle must be a spirit demon!

“It's too strong. The aura she emitted alone could make me feel helpless. I don't know if it is a demon spirit in the Realm Foundation Foundment or the Golden Core Realm. ”

Su Zimo swallowed the lump in his throat. He shifted himself deeper into the cave.

In the forest under the mountain wall, there were murders everywhere. The air is moist and filled with a foul smell. The previous scene was just the tip of the iceberg.

This is the Cang Lang Mountain Range. Bloody, brutal and full of the most primitive slaughter!

After surviving the second night with much difficulty, Su Zimo discovers that there are other tests waiting for him.

One night had passed but his wound had not fully recovered. Hence, he did not dare to continue cultivating.

In Ping Yang City, he did not have to worry about food. However, food had become his biggest problem in the Cang Lang Mountains.

Su Zimo was injured and did not dare to act rashly.

However, without food, every time he exhaled in and out, he used his own blood and flesh essence to process. His hunger will increase and he will not be able to last too long.

It is a vicious circle.

Without food, there is no source of energy and he will not be able to grow crops. It would be difficult to heal the wounds on his body and advance to another world. It is even harder to get food.

From now on, every step he took would determine his fate!

Su Zimo moved his body and used the Thunderbolt Sabre to dig and deepen the cave. He placed some leaves and branches near the entrance of the cave to disguise it and hide himself.

Some day…

Two days…

Despite being tormented by the hunger and pain arising from his injuries, Su Zimo waited patiently and did not leave the cave.

On the third day, he finally received the opportunity to turn the tide.

Last night, there was a lot of killing under the mountain walls. One of the spirit beasts died and a lot of flesh and blood was left on his corpse.

Su Zimo stared at the remnants of the demon spirit for a long time. After much deliberation, he finally made up his mind and walked out of the cave, carrying the Thunderbolt Sabre.

Fearing that he would attract other spirit beasts, Su Zimo did not dare to light a fire. He bore with disdain and devoured flesh and blood with a mouthful of it. His eyes scanned the surroundings continuously and he was extremely tense.

He did not dare to bring these spirit beasts back to the cave, for fear that the foul smell would expose the location of his cave.

Only three days had passed and the aura of her scholarship and experience receded. He was strangely calm, as if he belonged to the most primitive human clan. He carefully struggled to survive in the gloomy and desolate land, devouring raw meat and drinking blood.

After cultivating The Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon King of the Great Wilderness, Su Zimo's appetite had increased tremendously. Soon after, he finished off the flesh and blood on this spirit beast.

After returning to the cave, he started cultivating.

He discovered the difference when he was cultivating.

The energy essence contained in the flesh and blood of spirit beasts was richer than ordinary cows and sheep. Consuming this raw flesh and blood allowed the essence to be absorbed into his stomach directly without any wastage.

Before this, after Su Zimo consumed one cow, he would cultivate and drain all the energy from the meat and blood in just half a day.

On this occasion, he cultivated all day and night.

Of course, the benefits are clear. The injuries caused by the anaconda have fully recovered. Moreover, the Combat Transformation Body and Tendon had advanced substantially.

In the time to come, Su Zimo did not dare to go too far.

He spent most of his time cultivating the Tendon Transformation in the cave. Occasionally, he would secretly observe the spirit beast killing technique under the mountain wall to understand it.

After he felt that he had learned something, Su Zimo left the cave to hunt and kill ferocious beasts to nurture his spirit perception and polish his martial skills.

Although he suffered more loss than victory, was unkempt and scarred, Su Zimo was always able to escape alive with his Tempering Body and Tendon Transformation as his foundation.

Between the struggle of life and death, he constantly concludes, understands, and develops.

Three months later, Su Zimo returned to the old place and searched for the anaconda. He then killed her with his bare hands.

From then on, Su Zimo completely left the cave where he lived. He roamed countless mountains and ravines, traveled in dense forests and large ponds and engaged in battles with various kinds of birds and spirit beasts.

This is a world of bloodshed about survival of the strongest. The so-called most powerful does not exist.

In one moment, someone was proud and majestic. In the next moment, he might be able to end up as prey in the stomachs of other spirit beasts.

There were countless bloody battles and intensified, countless escaped death, constant and persistent vigilance on agitation. As time passed, Su Zimo acquired a unique and indescribable sense of danger.

That... is the perception of spirit!

In this unnoticed mountain range, a boy from a human clan without a spirit root was undergoing a thorough transformation. Evil looks are starting to take root!