The Eternal Holy King
Chapter 49: The Tomb

Swooshes!

The sound of falling snowflakes could be heard coming from behind Elder Qian.

"Mmm?"

Elder Qian was stunned and he looked back instinctively.

Behind him was a tall and old tree. It was sturdy and straight, with a height of about 70 to 80 feet. Using both his hands and feet, Su Zimo climbed a tree like a giant ape with great ease. He's reached 50 feet!

Elder Qian traveled through the air while Su Zimo relied on the old tree to climb up. However, there was not much difference in their speed.

Relying on blood energy and veins, the Sanguine Ape Transformation could not only increase Su Zimo's body strength in a short period of time but also cause a great transformation on his agility, coordination and flexibility. His speed had increased exponentially!

As Elder Qian looked back, Su Zimo had risen from the old tree. The blood rays in his eyes grew stronger and the murderous aura was looming high. He stretched out his gigantic palm, almost swallowing Elder Qian.

Su Zimo's palm looked soft and weak like a tongue. He gently wrapped it in Elder Qian's body but erupted a twisting force and crushed someone. It was so cruel and barbaric.

Pa!

Elder Qian's body trembled violently. Protection Talisman destroyed in place!

"Go!"

Elder Qian's expression changed greatly. Stepping on the flying sword, he tried his best to balance his body. In panic and chaos, he quickly pulled out the ring-shaped spirit weapon in his hand and smashed it towards Su Zimo's chest.

Both sides are very close to each other. Su Zimo's body was in the air and she had nowhere to lean. Facing the approaching ring-shaped spirit weapon, he had to fall on his back with his face facing the sky to avoid the attack.

But if that happened, Su Zimo would also fall from the sky.

Su Zimo's bloody eyes were filled with cruelty. Facing the ring-shaped spirit weapon, he did not retreat or dodge. His palm turned into a fist. Using a fist as a seal, his left arm drew a giant bow in the air.

The explosion! The giant seal landed!

Following Saber Bovine-tongue Lid was the Seal Sanguine Ape Fist.

Su Zimo preferred to receive a punch from a middle-class spirit weapon so that he could kill Elder Qian with his palm!

Elder Qian was really panicking.

He could clearly feel Su Zimo's determination to perish with him.

Just as the ring-shaped weapon left his hand, Elder Qian did not think twice about patting the storage bag and taking out another new Protection Amulet. He immediately tore it off with a few fingers.

Elder Qian's face revealed a sad expression.

To him, every talisman was extremely precious.

This was provided by Elder Qian to save his life. It could block the wave of attacks from Foundation Establishment Cultivator. But now, he actually had to consecutively waste two Protection Amulets when chasing a human.

Bang out!

The ring-shaped spirit weapon smashed into Su Zimo's chest directly, as if it hit something strong and hard.

The sound of bone cracking could be heard.

Su Zimo's chest caved deeply, his blood and flesh shattered.

If Elder Qian was not bothered by the tearing of the Protection Amulet and as a result, caused insufficient energy to condense on the spirit weapon, Su Zimo would die instantly when he released the Transformation Sanguine Ape!

Simultaneously, Su Zimo's fist turned into a giant seal and crashed into the top of Elder Qian's head heavily!

Bang out!

The gigantic fist collided with the glowing shield formed by the Protection Talisman and emitted a deafening sound. Airwaves gushed out and turned the snowflakes falling around him into steam instantly.

"I blocked it!"

Elder Qian did not care about rejoicing. He escaped from that place with his flying sword as soon as possible.

On the other hand, the figure of Su Zimo fell from the sky. Fresh blood spilled from his mouth but the murderous rays in his eyes did not diminish. He was still staring intently at Elder Qian who had fled to a higher place.

Bang out!

Su Zimo landed on the snowy ground heavily. Immediately after, he turned around and got up, panting and panting. Each breath was accompanied by a strong smell of blood.

These are signs of serious injury to his internal organs.

Injuries to tendons and bones can heal completely after resting for a hundred days.

Moreover, there was nothing clearer than Su Zimo about the condition of her own body.

The previous blow by Elder Qian had destroyed his internal organs.

He can't live too long.

Elder Qian hid and paced in the air. He's not leaving.

In the Cang Lang Mountain Range, no other old tree had such a height. Elder Qian would not give Su Zimo another chance to get close to him.

Su Zimo clenched his hands. Suddenly, with his back facing the spirit monkey whose life and death were still unknown, he quickly charged in a direction.

Although the Sanguine Ape Transformation could increase Su Zimo's strength exponentially in a short period of time, it could not take care of his injuries.

This meant that the injuries to Su Zimo were still there. After the intense battle, the injuries on his body worsened!

The transformation of the Sanguine Ape made Su Zimo turn into a berserker mode. His nerves were numb and thus he could not feel any pain at all on the body.

Although Su Zimo was quick and concise in his movement technique, his body was already shattered both inside and outside. He only relied on the strength of his blood and pulse to endure with a single breath.

When the Sanguin Ape Transformation time ran out, Su Zimo would return to his original state and become weaker.

Upon seeing Su Zimo escape, Elder Qian chased after him hastily on the flying sword.

The Joyful Clan was suffering from many casualties right now. He was the only one left among the five elders. If he had not killed Su Zimo here, how could he have explained this to the clan when he returned.

Since Elder Qian had decades of experience in the cultivation world, he could tell that Su Zimo was now an arrow at the end of his flight and could not last long.

Although the five remaining Refinement Qi Warriors from the Joyful Clan also rushed over, they did not dare to get too close and keep a very long distance from Su Zimo.

Su Zimo's speed gradually decreased. His body also began to shrink as he slowly returned to his original appearance.

Waves of fatigue surged in his heart and mind. He began to feel pain in various parts of his body that was intensifying.

Su Zimo gritted his teeth and continued to run forward.

Not far ahead was a valley. The steep hilltop around it is straight, tall and has strong walls. They looked ordinary, and very calm.

Su Zimo came to the center of the valley and revealed a slight smile.

The time for the Transformation of the Sanguine Ape was almost up. Su Zimo arrived in the middle of the valley and stopped his steps. With his back facing the spirit monkey, he began to climb the stone wall.

The surrounding stone walls had many cave entrances. It was pitch dark and there was no light in it.

The people of the Joyful Clan looked at Su Zimo who was covered in wounds but still dared not move forward casually.

They watched as Su Zimo climbed into a cave without any further movement. Everyone finally couldn't take it anymore. They flew with their flying swords and arrived at the top of the valley.

As he looked at the cave entrance of various sizes on the surrounding stone walls, Elder Qian frowned. Suddenly, a trace of unease flashed across his heart.

At that moment, Su Zimo suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave, holding a purple giant bird in his hand. He looked at Elder Qian and started laughing.

That laugh was a little scary and horrible. It makes people's hearts shudder.

Penetrate!

Su Zimo tugged at his strength and broke the neck of this purple giant bird. Fresh blood flowed and a unique smell of blood filled the air in the snow and wind.

"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!"

Suddenly, a wave of hurried bird chirping resounded and echoed in the valley. The pitch is getting higher and the sound is getting clearer.

A commotion sounded from within the cave of varying sizes.

At this moment, Su Zimo's voice could be heard. The atmosphere was calm and serene but made everyone's heart sink straight to the bottom.

"I've said ... Cang Lang Mountain Range ... is your tomb!"

As he finished saying his words, Su Zimo threw away the giant purple bird in his hand and wriggled into the cave.

Inside the cave surrounded by the valley, a ray of purple light shone in the darkness. Their bright eyes were actually emitting endless killing intent!

"Chirp!"

Another shrieking chirp could be heard, piercing through the gold and breaking the stone. At first, they were far away. When the people of the Joyful Clan came to their senses, a huge shadow had engulfed the top of their heads and enveloped the wind and snow …