THE ETERNAL SACRED KING
Eternal Sacred 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 reflexes appeared and his two lower limbs moved to escape even before he stood up completely.

Swooshes!

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

Disciple Su Zimo contracted violently. Suddenly, his heart was in his throat.

This was an anaconda that was beyond the recognition of Su Zimo. His enormous body was as thick as a water barrel. Closed tightly with scales, his body shone with a cold and metallic luster. It glared at Su Zimo with its greenish-slim eyes and ferocious big mouth; saliva kept dripping from between its teeth.

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

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

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

This is a spirit beast!

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

Although there was a great distance between python and human, 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 python's gaze was cold and creepy. It attacks first. The giant body fell to the ground and spun several times in the grass. Everything's calm. In the blink of an eye, it crept onto Su Zimo with an intelligent movement and the speed of light.

“Oh no!”

Su Zimo was very surprised.

The anakonda crept, moving its head erratically. In that case, he suddenly found it difficult to take a chance and had to abolish all his initial 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 legs. His body retreated quickly and dodged the attack.

At this moment, a wave of evil aura that was as strong as a blade struck. Before he could react, his body had been struck firmly by the tail sweep of the python and thrown.

Bang out! Bang out! Bang out!

After crashing and breaking three old trees in quick succession, Su Zimo fell to the ground and vomited out a mouthful of blood. His face was white like sheets.

This collision had severely injured him.

At this moment, Su Zimo felt that the veins and bones in his body would be shattered. The pain was unbearable and he had no more energy to fight back.

“One-shot difference really puts me in a miserable state.”

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

There was a flash of blood.

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

After suffering such a severe wound, the enormous anaconda body was thrown and spun continuously, causing the surrounding trees to break one by one. The sound and atmosphere are terrible.

Su Zimo knew that he was definitely no match for this anaconda despite the latter being injured. Their abilities are not on the same level.

Besides, he was hurt worse. 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 Plough 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 it was caused by an external wound. The strength of the Connate Expert was not strong enough to pierce through his skin and flesh.

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

If Su Zimo did not use Body Petrification, the attack was enough to blow his body up!

“Will I be buried in this place on the first day?”

Su Zimo bit the tip of his tongue and tried hard to stay sober. He silently pondered and said, I need 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 damage 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.

‘Torture’ has exhausted its last bit of strength.

The cave was not large and could barely contain three people. Fortunately, the location is not bad and can avoid most land animals.

Su Zimo lay inside the cave and tried to encourage himself. He used the continuous breathing and expiry methods and healing power of The Mystic Classic of the 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 sound of roars shook the wilderness. From time to time, giant birds would fly through the mountain walls, casting shadows and blocking the moon.

In the forest, spirit beasts roamed fearlessly, old trees swayed and a terrifying atmosphere filled the air. There was a constant 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 himself a spider with a human face as big as a basin. It moved at lighting speed as it climbed onto this wall mountain.

As Su Zimo was struck with fear, he heard a ferocious roar from the sky. Immediately after, a god eagle with a pair of purple wings appeared out of nowhere. His super sharp claws shone coldly like daggers. It dug out the stone crevices in the mountain wall and destroyed a large piece of rock.

“Abrow!”

A miserable cry could be heard from the rock crevice. The purple winged eagle had caught the spirit beast crawling. His claws penetrated deeply into the spirit beast 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 carried him and flew into the sky.

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

It could be that Su Zimo seemed too fragile and weak compared to that spirit beast. Hence, the purple-winged eagle did not bother. He spread his wings and flew away.

That one look was enough to make him tremble and give his spine goosebumps.

This is a demon spirit!

This purple-winged eagle was clearly a demon spirit!

It's too strong. Just the aura that emanated could make me feel helpless. I don't know if it is a demon spirit in the Foundation Establishment Realm or the Golden Core Realm.

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

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

This is the Cang Lang Mountains. Bloody, brutal, and full of the most primitive massacres!

After passing through the second night with great difficulty, Su Zimo discovered that there was another test waiting for him.

One night had passed but his injuries 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 drew and exhaled, he used the essence of his own blood and flesh to cultivate. His hunger will increase and he will not be able to last too long.

It is a vicious circle.

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

From then on, every step he took would determine his destiny!

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

One day…

Two days…

Despite the torment of hunger and the pain arising from his injuries, Su Zimo waited patiently and did not leave the cave.

On the third day, he finally got a chance to turn things around.

Last night, there was a lot of killing under the mountain walls. One of the spirit beasts died and a lot of blood and flesh 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 Lightning Saber.

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

He did not dare to bring this spirit beast back to the cave, for fear that the smell of blood would reveal the location of his cave.

Only three days had passed and the scientific aura as well as the experience subsided. 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 developing The Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness, Su Zimo's appetite 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. Taking out this raw flesh and blood allowed the essence to be absorbed into his stomach directly without wastage.

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

On this occasion, he was cultivating for one day and one night.

Of course, the benefits are proven. The injury caused by the anaconda has healed completely. Moreover, the Realm of Tempering Transformations Body and Tendon had improved substantially.

In the future, Su Zimo did not go too far.

He spent most of his time cultivating the Tendon Transformation within the cave. Occasionally, he secretly observed 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 spirit beasts to nurture his spirit perception and polish his martial skills.

Although he suffered more losses than victories, sometimes unkempt and covered in wounds, Su Zimo was always able to escape alive with Body Tempering and Tendon Transformation as his foundation.

Between the struggles of life and death, he constantly deduced, understood, and cultivated.

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 wanders through countless mountains and ravines, travels in dense forests and large ponds and engages 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 would probably end up as prey within the stomachs of other spirit beasts.

There were countless miserable and intensive bloody battles, countless narrow escapes from the dead, constant vigilance and constant agitation. As time passed, Su Zimo acquired a unique and indescribable sense of danger.

That... is spirit perception!

In the mountain range that no one noticed this, a young boy from a human clan without a spirit root was undergoing a thorough transformation. Evil looks are starting to take root!