The battle corpses controlled by half-step Kings were too damaging to Beiming Xue and Mulian. It was already beyond their limits.
Su Zimo silently arrived behind the tomb realm elder.
He had become one with the darkness around him. As long as the darkness didn't dissipate, no one would be able to detect his presence.
Su Zimo didn't say anything to the tomb realm elder. He directly attacked and pierced the elder's head with a finger, piercing his sea of consciousness and destroying his Yuan Spirit.
The tomb realm elder died, and the red-haired battle corpse he refined was also heavily injured. Its originally indestructible body rapidly festered, its flesh peeling off and its bones falling apart.
Without the threat of the red-haired battle corpse, Kitsune and Mulian had a chance to catch their breath. They worked together to break through the blockade of a dozen battle corpses and continued to flee.
More and more True Spirits began to gather around them, forming an encirclement.
With the help of the battle corpses, the tomb realm cultivators could expand their perception and vision by several times. They could keep a close eye on Kitsune and Mulian.
The two charged left and right, but they still couldn't break out of the encirclement.
During this period of time, some half-step Kings from the Blood World, Poison World, and Tomb World had died not long after they had appeared.
Before long, the number of half-step Kings who died at Su Zimo's hands had reached twenty!
He had tried to use soul-searching on a few half-step Kings to find out some secrets, but they all failed.
The memories of these half-step Kings seemed to be sealed by some kind of familiar power. Once an external force probed, the seal would be triggered and the Yuan Spirit would be destroyed.
"Witchcraft?"
Su Zimo frowned slightly.
Under the constant attacks of the True Spirits from the Blood, Poison, and Tomb Realms, the space around Kitsune and Mulian was constantly compressed and gradually trapped.
More and more True Spirits gathered.
Su Zimo caught sight of a familiar face in the crowd of True Spirits.
It was Xue Wen from the Blood Realm.
"Beauty Mulian, how have you been?"
Xue Wen came to a spot about thirty meters away from Kitsune and Mulian and entered their line of sight. He smiled.
"Shameless!"
Mulian cursed.
"Oh?"
Xue Wen wasn't annoyed. He observed Mu Lian and was a little surprised. "Your wounds are healed? Interesting. "
"Of course, what surprised me even more was that you actually dared to come to the Daynight Domain. Could it be that you missed me and took the initiative to throw yourself into my arms? Haha! "
Without waiting for Mu Lian to speak, Xue Wen couldn't help but laugh. He couldn't hide the excitement and pride on his face.
Many of the surrounding Blood Vine Race also roared with laughter.
The Blood Vine Race was extremely bloodthirsty. They viewed other plants as their food and crazily plundered them. The original Qinglian Realm was destroyed by the Blood Vine Race!
"I heard that you can shoot out sword energy from your mouth. Now that I see it, your mouth is truly despicable," Kitsune, who was standing beside him, said coldly.
"You are?"
Xue Wen glanced at Kitsune and frowned.
This person looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was.
That day in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield, Kitsune had been at the Skytribute Square and didn't accompany Su Zimo into the Fiendish Demon Battlefield.
Although Xue Wen had seen Kitsune in the crowd of Sword World, he didn't have a deep impression of her.
"Senior Brother."
A pale-faced True Spirit of Blood Realm clutched his injured chest and glared at Beiming Xue. "This woman is from Sword Realm!"
"Sword World!"
Xue Wen was shocked.
How did Sword World get involved?
Xue Wen seemed to have thought of something. His expression changed slightly and he quickly asked, "How many people from Sword World came?"
"I'm not sure."
The Blood World True Spirit shook his head and muttered, "I don't think I saw anyone other than this woman."
"Only one person from Sword World came?"
Xue Wen frowned.
At this moment, Kitsune suddenly said, "Don't be afraid. Only Master and I came from Sword World this time."
"Who saw her Master?"
"I didn't notice."
"He's probably dead."
"Or maybe he saw that the situation was bad and ran away."
The surrounding True Spirits discussed among themselves for a while before they curled their lips in disdain.
"Who is your Master?"
Someone asked casually.
Kitsune said, "Su Zhu."
The surroundings instantly became so silent that one could hear a pin drop.
At this moment, it was as if all the True Spirits present were intimidated by this name and kept quiet out of fear.
In recent years, this name was enough to make any True Spirit in the Three Thousand Worlds feel their scalp tingle!
The Peak Master of Sword World's Ninth Sword Peak, Su Zhu.
At the Kongming stage, he comprehended the Six Paths of Reincarnation and seven other supreme Divine Powers. With his own strength, he killed Xia Yin and more than 20 other supreme True Spirits. He was known as the strongest True Spirit in history.
When Xue Wen heard this name, he was so frightened that his entire body trembled.
More than 800 years ago, in the Evil Demon Battlefield, he was the only one who survived the siege of Su Zhu's supreme True Spirits.
Just based on this, in recent years, his fame and reputation had been increasing day by day.
He was the only supreme True Spirit that escaped from Su Zhu's sword.
How great of an honor was this?
How great of an ability was this?
This was enough for Xue Wen to brag about for the rest of his life.
Originally, the thousands of True Spirit Realm experts around were still relaxed and chatting casually.
But after the name 'Su Zhu' was mentioned, the entire place went silent.
Even the sound of breathing in the crowd became weak.
Mu Lian felt the change in the atmosphere and was both happy and worried.
She was happy because Peak Master Su Zhu's name alone was enough to intimidate thousands of True Spirit Realm experts.
In the three thousand worlds, Su Zhu was probably the only one who could do this.
She was worried because there were many peak True Spirit Realm experts present. With just the name 'Su Zhu', she wouldn't be able to suppress them for long.
Xue Wen's expression was uncertain. He stared at Kitsune for a while before narrowing his eyes and asking, "You're Su Zhu's disciple? Is your Master really here? "
Kitsune didn't answer and only smiled faintly.
The calmer Kitsune was, the more worried the surrounding cultivators were.
Xue Wen was a supreme True Spirit after all. After thinking for a while, he calmed down and sneered, "Everyone, don't worry. It's good that Su Zhu is here."
"We have more than thirty half-step Kings. Once we release the Heavenly Abode Phantoms, even Su Zhu will have to bow down."
"That's right."
In the crowd, a True Spirit Realm expert nodded and said, "Half-step Kings have already come into contact with the power of Heavenly Abode Realm. No matter how strong a supreme True Spirit is, it hasn't reached the threshold of Heavenly Abode Realm."
"If Su Zhu shows up, we can use the environment of Day and Night to kill her here and avenge our clansmen."
In the Fiend Battlefield, the supreme True Spirits of the Witch Realm, Poison Realm, and Tomb Realm had all died at the hands of Su Zimo.
"Eh, where's Senior Martial Brother Lu?"
"Elder Hong?"
"Martial Aunt Xue Ying, where are you?"
At this moment, everyone found that the half-step Kings of their respective realms weren't in the crowd.
They called out a few times, but there was no response.
At this moment, the surrounding night gradually faded away.
The Day and Night Realm changed again.
Day arrived!
Everyone regained their vision, consciousness, and perception of their surroundings.
At the same time, they found that there was an extra person beside Kitsune and Mulian.
(End of Chapter)
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