Right from the beginning, Su Zimo sat on the chair without much movement. In fact, he did not even stand up, looking calm and composed.
In reality, Su Zimo was rather shocked as well.
The power of the Fiend Suppression Seal had completely exceeded his expectations.
At that moment, the spirit energy in his body was almost depleted. If he could provide sufficient spirit energy, how terrifying would the power of the Fiend Suppression Seal be?
According to Su Zimo's conjecture, the power released by the Fiend Suppression Seal Just Now was only a portion of the true Fiend Suppression Seal – it should not even be 30%!
What sort of spirit art was that?
Even though it was only 30% of its power, Su Zimo's mid-stage Foundation Establishment spirit energy was almost completely drained!
"Who are you and what sect are you from? Tell me your name if you have the guts!"
Liang Hao struggled to stand up and glared at Su Zimo with a venomous gaze as he asked slowly.
"Who told you to get up?"
Su Zimo's gaze swept and his voice was cold as he casually knocked the teacup on the table to the ground.
How strong was Su Zimo's physique?
Even a casual strike was not to be underestimated. Furthermore, Liang Hao was already severely injured.
Pshew!
The teacup tore through the air and arrived.
Before he could react, the teacup smashed heavily onto Liang Hao's knee with a loud bang.
The teacup shattered into pieces. Liang Hao was just about to stand up when he knelt down once more after that heavy blow.
"Ah!"
Liang Hao cried out in pain. In the blink of an eye, cold sweat trickled down his forehead.
At the side, Liu Hongyi was about to stand up as well. However, he was so frightened by this scene that he shuddered and knelt on the ground obediently with his head lowered, not daring to make a sound.
The situation was pressing and they would only be asking for trouble if they were stubborn.
Although there were still ten Foundation Establishment Cultivators left from Iridescent Clouds Palace, they were all intimidated by Su Zimo's methods and did not dare to make a move.
The ten Iridescent Clouds Palace cultivators exchanged glances and started retreating with tacit understanding.
The matter before them could only be left to Senior Brother Xu You and Senior Sister Chen Meng Qi. It was useless for them to stay here.
"This isn't over yet. All of you, stay here."
Su Zimo sat steadily in the same place, with no intention of getting up. His tone was calm, but it revealed an unquestionable power.
"Let's go!"
Someone shouted loudly, took out a flying sword, and fled outside without looking back.
Su Zimo pointed forward and shouted, "Sudden Thunder!"
Crack!
Accompanied by a deafening boom, a bolt of lightning as thick as an adult's arm suddenly descended, striking in the middle of the Iridescent Clouds Palace crowd in a dazzling blaze.
Densely packed lightning bolts spread out rapidly, crackling loudly.
Lightning spells were one of the most ferocious offensive spells among spirit spells.
In addition, Su Zimo cultivated the ancient cultivation technique, the Void Lightning Manual. The power of lightning in his bloodline was extremely strong.
Of the remaining ten people, only four were in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage. The other six were in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage. How could they withstand the power of the Thunderclap?
"Ah! Ah! Ah! "
A series of tragic cries came from the crowd. The six early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators were charred on the outside and tender on the inside. Smoke billowed from their bodies as they fell to the ground.
The four mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators were also covered in dust. Although they managed to withstand it, they were already injured. Blood flowed from the corners of their mouths and their black hair curled from the electricity.
Su Hong, Song Qi and the others were already dumbfounded.
How could they have expected that their younger brother, the second young master of the Su family, would be this strong in just two years?
"Fellow Daoist, you had better not go overboard!" Liu Hongyi gulped and mustered his courage to say.
"Interesting."
Su Zimo laughed. "You guys were clearly the ones who came to provoke and forced others to kneel. Why are you accusing me of going overboard?"
"Hehehe, don't be arrogant!"
Liang Hao endured the pain in his knee and said sinisterly, "Lad, my senior brothers and sisters from Iridescent Clouds Palace are in the capital right now. If they see that we didn't bring Su Hong back, just you wait and see!"
"Oh?"
Su Zimo heard the hidden meaning and asked with interest, "In that case, you guys are here today to take the King of Yan away?"
Liang Hao replied loudly, "So what if we are?"
"Very good."
Su Zimo nodded and asked again, "Why are you taking the King of Yan away? Does he have a feud with you guys or is it because of something else? "
"That's none of your business."
Liang Hao harrumphed. "Although Su Hong is the King of Yan, he's only a mortal. It's his honor that Senior Brother Xu wants to meet him!"
"Honor?"
Su Zimo sneered with a mocking expression, "Since that's the case, I'll let one of you go."
"You, go back and tell your Senior Brother Xu to relay my words to him."
Su Zimo pointed at a Iridescent Clouds Palace cultivator who was slightly injured and said indifferently, "If you want to meet the King of Yan, sure. Get over here yourself!"
The Iridescent Clouds Palace cultivator nodded in fear and fled on his sword as though he had been pardoned.
…
In an inn near the royal city.
Xu You and Chen Meng Qi were eating and chatting casually.
Xu You asked in concern, "Junior sister, you don't look too good. Are you feeling unwell?"
"It's nothing."
Chen Meng Qi shook her head and frowned slightly. "I don't know why, but I feel an inexplicable sense of frustration."
Xu You smiled. "Junior sister, you don't have to think too much. If you don't want to meet these old friends, just avoid Su Hong when he arrives later. Leave everything to me."
"Yes," Chen Meng Qi nodded.
Right then, the sound of clothes fluttering could be heard from afar. It was clear that someone was flying over on a sword at an extremely fast speed, as though they were flustered.
"Hmm?"
Xu You frowned and waved his robes gently. The door of the house opened and a figure sped over.
"Junior Brother Lu?"
Xu You and Chen Meng Qi were slightly stunned.
The person's clothes were torn and there were even burn marks on some parts of his body.
The person rushed over in a hurry with curly black hair and white smoke rising from his head, as though he had just been struck by lightning …
"Junior Brother Lu, how could you be so careless to be struck by lightning?"
Xu You frowned and reprimanded, "To think that you don't even know how to hide despite your immortal cultivation methods! Look at how you're behaving!"
The cultivator with the surname Lu was about to withdraw his flying sword and land when he heard that. He could not help but aggravate his injuries and spat out a mouthful of blood, falling to the ground.
Xu You went forward and helped him up.
"Hmm?"
Xu You's expression changed – he could sense the fluctuation of spirit arts from the person who arrived!
"Your injuries were caused by thunder arts?" Xu You asked with a frown.
The cultivator with the surname Lu finally caught his breath and nodded. "Senior Brother Xu, something happened!"
Before long, he recounted everything that happened in the palace. In fact, he even conveyed the words that Su Zimo asked him to convey.
"Hmph, what big words! How dare a mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator speak so arrogantly to me! "
Xu You's expression darkened as he asked, "What's that person's name? What sect is he from?"
"This … I don't know."
The cultivator with the surname Lu shook his head.
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