Chapter 148
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Wielding his saber, Su Zimo traversed through the dark mine, not daring to move too quickly.
A long time later, Su Zimo came to a stop as his vision cleared up.
The next moment, Su Zimo witnessed a shocking scene.
There were more than ten thousand muscular men kneeling on the ground in circles. In the middle of those men was a pile of spirit stones the size of a mountain that emitted extremely rich spirit qi.
Those muscular men were dressed plainly and had fearful expressions – they should be mortals who were here to mine for spirit stones.
An extremely handsome young man sat on top of that pile of spirit stones. His pitch-black hair fluttered without any wind and his eyes were closed while his arms were slightly spread apart.
One after another, a ghastly green air current floated out from the heads of the ten thousand men and converged into the handsome man's body endlessly.
The faces of those men were shriveling at a visible speed and their eyes were dull – it was as though their essence blood was being sucked dry instantly!
The Foundation Establishment Cultivator who escaped into the spirit mine earlier on had already turned into a dried corpse at the feet of the handsome man.
This was the murderer of the tragedy in Linfeng City!
Su Zimo used his Spirit Peering Art to scan the man.
Perfected Foundation Establishment!
Su Zimo was secretly shocked.
His strength could not even match late-stage Foundation Establishment, let alone someone at perfected Foundation Establishment.
He could not take this man head-on if he wanted to kill him – he could only make use of various techniques to close the distance as much as possible!
Although the strength released by a perfected Foundation Establishment was strong, his physique was definitely not as strong as Su Zimo's.
This was Su Zimo's only chance!
Suddenly, the handsome man opened his long and narrow eyes – his pupils were a sinister ghastly green!
"Oh, a Qi Refinement Warrior?"
There was a hint of surprise in the handsome man's voice. He then sniffed with an intoxicated expression. "Not bad, not bad. The essence of your flesh is even richer than the hundred thousand people in Linfeng City combined!"
"Fiend, hand over your life!"
Su Zimo sneered and leaped up. Lightning crackled in his palm as he hollered softly, "Thunder Spear!"
A long spear formed from lightning appeared out of nowhere and pierced towards the handsome man.
"Hmm?"
The handsome man exclaimed softly, "Thunder Technique? A mere Qi Refinement Warrior actually knows spirit spells? "
"Oh!"
As he approached, a look of understanding flashed across the handsome man's eyes. He smiled and said, "I know. The source of the Thunder Spell's power doesn't come from your dantian, but from your bloodline!"
With just a glance, the handsome man revealed the secret of Su Zimo's bloodline.
Facing the incoming lightning spear, the handsome man smiled and flicked his finger. A green light shot out.
The two forces collided, and the two forces continued to corrode each other, emitting an ear-piercing sound.
The Thunder Spear was the move with the strongest killing power in the Void Thunder Manual.
But now, it was broken by the handsome man!
Su Zimo's expression didn't change. At this time, he had already arrived below the pile of spirit stones. Then, he jumped up, and rushed up.
Whoosh!
The handsome man formed a seal with one hand, and the green light in his eyes intensified as he pressed down.
A huge green palm descended from the sky, almost blocking Su Zimo's line of sight.
Su Zimo didn't dare to fight it head-on and retreated rapidly.
The palm suddenly shattered in midair, turning into streaks of green light, as though they were small green snakes that had a life of their own. They coiled around Su Zimo.
In terms of spirit spells, this handsome man was many times more brilliant than the previous thirty over Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
Su Zimo didn't dare to fight it head-on. He could only continue to dodge and run around the pile of spirit stones. The many green snakes behind him were hot on his heels.
At this moment, Su Zimo was already trying his best, but he still couldn't shake off the many small green snakes that were chasing after him.
All of a sudden!
Su Zimo turned around and slashed at the green snakes that were chasing after him.
Poof! Poof!
Poof! Poof! Three green snakes were sliced into two on the spot. However, the remaining green snakes swarmed forward and coiled around the Cold Moon Saber.
The originally cold and sharp edge of the blade instantly dimmed.
Su Zimo suddenly abandoned his saber and used the Plow Heaven Stride, releasing a torrential force. He climbed up the pile of spirit stones in three steps and arrived before the handsome man.
Even without the Cold Moon Saber, Su Zimo's close combat strength was still terrifying!
There were too many killing moves in The Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness. Any one of them was enough to kill the handsome man in front of him!
Boom!
Su Zimo flipped his palm and slammed it down, as though he wanted to tear the vast land apart.
A bone staff suddenly appeared in the handsome man's palm. It was crystal clear and made of white bones. There was a skull at the top that emitted an evil aura.
The handsome man chanted a few strange syllables and suddenly reached out with the bone staff, pressing it against Su Zimo's palm.
Bang!
The power of the Earth-rupturing Palm was released. The handsome man's body trembled and his palm cracked. He almost lost his grip on the bone staff.
Right then, the skull at the top of the bone staff suddenly opened its mouth as though it was alive. Two beams of light shot out from the holes of its eyes and it bit Su Zimo's wrist!
"Hmm?"
Su Zimo's expression changed.
The pain from his wrist was still bearable. However, Su Zimo could clearly feel that the bloodline in his body was being drained by an external force!
If this carried on, Su Zimo would probably die from the depletion of his bloodline like those who died around him.
Rumble!
Boom! Su Zimo let out a long howl and channeled the power of his bloodline with all his might. A rumbling sound of a tsunami was released from his body in a terrifying manner.
The power of his bloodline surged and burst forth, almost causing the bone staff to explode.
The handsome man narrowed his eyes and channeled his spirit energy with all his might as well. A ball of cold light shot out from the bone staff.
The skull at the top of the bone staff was still biting Su Zimo's wrist tightly, swallowing mouthfuls of fresh blood.
The originally pure white skull was now faintly turning blood-red.
The handsome man's eyes danced with excitement as he burst into laughter. "What a pure power of bloodline. I really want to know how a Qi Refinement Warrior like you managed to cultivate such a strong bloodline."
The melee combat between the two of them seemed slow but in reality, it happened in the blink of an eye.
Su Zimo lost the initiative and did not have time to think. He reached out with his right hand and grabbed at the handsome man's head!
Although there was no longer any demonic qi in his bloodline, Su Zimo's palm was no different from the claws of a spirit demon. Even rocks would be reduced to dust with that single swipe.
The handsome man had complete control of the situation. Unhurriedly, he conjured hand seals and hollered softly, "Blood curse!"
A green ball of light appeared in front of the handsome man's chest. It spun continuously and grew in size, blocking the two of them.
Su Zimo's right hand fell into the ball of light. It was as though it was stuck in a swamp and could not move an inch!
It was completely restricted!
Su Zimo's expression finally changed.
At that moment, Su Zimo could clearly sense waves of weakness coming from his body.
If this continued, his Blood Essence would be completely devoured in the time it took to brew a cup of tea!
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