This was the Avici Hell.
There were countless cultivators who barged in and Su Zimo was still being hunted down by two Perfected Immortals – he did not have the time to save someone he did not know.
However, that voice reminded him of someone he had never met before.
After pausing for a moment, Su Zimo changed his direction and followed the voice.
After a few steps, a tunnel appeared before him that connected the mountain peak.
After Su Zimo passed through the tunnel, the environment before him changed drastically once more.
Before him was a boundless desert filled with corpses and corpses. There were many cultivators whose flesh was still intact – it was clear that they had just died not long ago.
Unlike the situation in the cave behind him, the corpses of these cultivators were swollen and their skin was greenish-black. They emitted a foul stench and pus flowed beneath their bodies.
Not far away, a few black scorpions that were half the height of a human surrounded a plain-clothed woman. Their tails were raised high and shone with a dark light – they were probing continuously and were ready to attack at any moment!
As for the plain-clothed woman, she sat on the ground limply, as though she could not move. She held a jade brush in her hands and pointed it at the black scorpions around her.
Even in such an environment, the plain-clothed woman did not lose her composure, wretched or embarrassed.
Su Zimo felt that the plain-clothed woman's appearance was extremely beautiful and seemed familiar.
However, he knew that he had definitely not seen this person before.
No matter what, he had to save this plain-clothed woman.
Su Zimo strode towards the plain-clothed woman. The black scorpions turned around and wanted to attack Su Zimo.
But soon, these black scorpions sensed something. Their expressions were filled with fear as they scattered in all directions. Very soon, they drilled into the desert and disappeared.
"It's you?"
The plain-clothed woman was shocked when she saw Su Zimo.
"Fellow Daoist, you've seen me before?"
Su Zimo approached and asked with a smile.
The plain-clothed woman nodded gently and did not hide anything. "We've met once."
Pausing for a moment, the plain-clothed woman asked curiously, "However, you shouldn't have seen me before."
Su Zimo said, "Indeed, I've never seen you before. However, I remember your voice."
"Bullying the weak, how shameless."
Su Zimo looked at the plain-clothed woman and suddenly spoke.
The plain-clothed woman suddenly remembered what had happened during the Immortal Sect's general selection.
At that time, Duke Yuanzuo had brought True Immortal Mirrormoon and the others to the Immortal Sect's general election to take Su Zimo away.
In the end, True Immortal Mirrormoon didn't even care about her status as a True Immortal and attacked Su Zimo!
At that time, she was the one who secretly took action and neutralized True Immortal Mirrormoon's attack.
At the same time, she also mocked True Immortal Mirrormoon with those words.
"I didn't expect you to still remember this."
The plain-clothed woman smiled, feeling a little happy.
Firstly, she was out of danger.
Moreover, she knew that with Su Zimo by her side, she ought to not encounter any danger in the Avici Hell.
Secondly, she had only casually mentioned it back then. She didn't expect that this scholarly young man would remember it for so long.
In the eyes of the plain-clothed woman, Su Zimo had always been the same as Yun Ting. He was young and full of vigor, just like a teenager.
"I remember."
Su Zimo said, "Back then, if it wasn't for you, I would have died. I wouldn't have had the chance to enter Qiankun Academy and cultivate until now."
At the mention of this, the plain-clothed woman was a little ashamed. She shook her head and said, "It's all thanks to Yang Ruoxu and Fairy Mo Qing that you were able to enter Qiankun Academy."
At that time, although she had appeared and intimidated True Immortal Mirrormoon, Qin Immortal Mengyao had arrived later. She was apprehensive and didn't continue to insist on confronting Qin Immortal Mengyao.
After all, she was the princess of the Zixuan Immortal Kingdom.
It was too irrational for her to stand out and fight with Qin Immortal Mengyao because of a stranger like Su Zimo.
That was why Yang Ruoxu had withstood the pressure from Qin Immortal Mengyao and waited for Painting Immortal Mo Qing to arrive.
Su Zimo said, "We don't know each other. I'm already very grateful that you helped me."
At this moment, the sound of chaotic footsteps could be heard from the tunnel behind him.
True Immortal Yulong, True Immortal Mirrormoon, Xie Tianhong, and the others were still lingering and chasing after them.
This time round, there were only a dozen of them left!
After this long journey, the remaining cultivators, including the two True Immortals, had a hint of fear in their eyes.
"Fellow Daoist, can you still move?"
Su Zimo asked, "I'm being chased by my enemies. I have to leave quickly."
"I can't move."
The plain-clothed woman shook her head slightly and pointed to her legs. "My legs were stung by the venomous scorpion. Although I managed to suppress the venomous qi temporarily, I can't move my legs."
Almost all the cultivators in Hell would die after being stung by a venomous scorpion.
The fact that the plain-clothed woman could suppress the venomous qi temporarily meant that she wasn't weak either.
"Fellow Daoist, this is an emergency. I'll carry you out of here first before making any plans!"
Su Zimo was extremely decisive. He took a step forward and helped the plain-clothed woman up on his back without any explanation. Then, he sprinted away.
The plain-clothed woman was stunned the entire time.
By the time she reacted, she was already on Su Zimo's back.
She had not expected Su Zimo to be so domineering as to carry her and run without even asking her …
Actually, Su Zimo did not think too much about it either.
He only knew that if he left the plain-clothed woman on the spot, the venomous scorpions would hunt her down and kill her after he left.
The plain-clothed woman's life could only be saved if she followed him!
Of course, it was not appropriate for him to say that since it involved the secret of the Hell Suppression Cauldron.
However, after Su Zimo carried the plain-clothed woman on his back, he realized that he was being a little rude.
There were only a few layers of clothes between their bodies and it was inevitable that there would be some friction as they ran.
The plain-clothed woman blushed slightly and placed her hands on Su Zimo's shoulders, trying her best to prop herself up.
Su Zimo did not say anything and merely ran with his head down.
The two of them had a tacit understanding and remained silent about the matter, pretending that nothing happened.
There was no way Su Zimo could throw the plain-clothed woman down.
Xie Tianhong and the others had just arrived and were panting from exhaustion. Before they could catch their breaths, they saw Su Zimo carrying a woman on his back and running away.
"I …"
Xie Tianhong was so angry that he almost fainted!
"Chase after him!"
The two Perfected Immortals had just caught their breaths when they saw a few black scorpions darting through the desert not far away, eyeing them covetously.
None of them dared to stop and could only bite the bullet and continue chasing after Su Zimo.
"Just Now, that woman seems to be one of the four fairies, the Book Immortal!" True Immortal Mirrormoon frowned.
"Book Immortal?"
Xie Tianhong snapped back to his senses and said, "Yes, that's her! The Book Immortal is the princess of the Zi Xuan Immortal Kingdom. If I step in, she should give me some face and stand on our side! "
"Fellow cultivator, are you one of the four fairies, the Book Immortal, Yun Zhu?"
Xie Tianhong shouted as he ran, "I am the Duke of the Flaming Sun Immortal Kingdom's Lingxia County, Xie Tianhong. We met at the Divine Firmament Meeting before."
There was no reply.
"Fairy Yun Zhu, the person under you is my greatest enemy. Please take action and subdue him. I will be eternally grateful and will reward you handsomely!"
Xie Tianhong yelled again.
There was still no reply.
Xie Tianhong's face turned red and he gritted his teeth. Just as he was about to shout again, True Immortal Yulong sighed and shook his head. "Your Highness, forget it …"
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