The reason why Su Zimo stayed in Xuantian City was partly because he wanted to settle his feud with the Three Mounted Bandits. At the same time, he was curious about the sect ruin that Tang Yu mentioned.
The sect ruin must be extraordinary for so many major factions of Tianhuang Mainland to gather here.
Of course, the prerequisite for him to explore the sect ruin was that he had to have a firm foothold in Xuantian City!
The battle with the Four Mounted Bandits was unavoidable.
The moment Su Zimo killed Bao Yunfeng, he had no intention of being nice with the Four Mounted Bandits!
Against such vicious and murderous people, Su Zimo was not going to go against his conscience and submit to them just because they were strong.
If he felt indignant, he would get rid of that indignance and settle his grudges with a bang!
The worst outcome would be him exposing his demonic cultivation. At most, he would flip the world upside down!
For the next few days, Su Zimo did not move at all and sat in the open at a street corner without any distracting thoughts, cultivating silently like an old monk in meditation.
On the third day, the fifth spirit meridian in Su Zimo's body appeared and stabilized completely. Spirit energy surged within it with a majestic aura.
Su Zimo's breakthrough did not cause much of a reaction in Xuantian City.
After all, to most cultivators, there was no difference whether Su Zimo was at four or five meridian Foundation Establishment. In fact, even if he was at six meridian Foundation Establishment, it would not affect the outcome much.
For most cultivators, they were merely waiting to watch a show.
Everyone wanted to know how the Three Mounted Bandits were going to torture Su Zimo given their temperament and methods. They also wanted to know how many innocent cultivators would be implicated and buried with him!
As time passed by, it meant that the return of the Three Mounted Bandits was approaching and the atmosphere in Xuantian City was turning increasingly stifling.
This day, dark clouds loomed over the city and thunder rumbled.
It was as though the skies were splashed with a thick layer of ink as dark clouds rumbled and rumbled. The air was filled with moisture and a downpour was imminent!
On the east side of Xuantian City, in a well-preserved residence, a handsome man in luxurious robes stood with his hands behind his back. Standing at the door, he raised his head slightly and looked at the dark clouds in the skies with clear eyes like glass.
A cultivator rushed in from the outside. He had a sect badge on his waist, which was exactly the same as the badge on the waist of the man from Hua Manor.
Upon closer inspection, one could vaguely make out two words – glass.
"Greetings, Senior Brother Pei."
The Glass Palace disciple arrived before the luxurious man and bowed slightly. "There's news that the Three Mounted Bandits have returned to the city!"
"Yes."
The man in luxurious robes responded. His expression was normal as he continued to look up at the sky.
That person continued, "I heard that Elixir Yang Sect is making a huge move. Young Master Tang Yu is leading a group of Elixir Yang Sect cultivators to the vicinity of that mansion. I wonder what their intentions are."
"Fu …"
Extending his palm, the luxurious robed man looked down at his slender fingers with a look of mockery as he remarked indifferently, "The Four Mounted Bandits are Jackal, Wolf, Tiger and Leopard. Now that the leopard is dead, the remaining three beasts must have gone mad! Anyone who provokes them at a time like this will only be asking for trouble. "
"Our goal is the Elixir Pool Sect ruins. There's no need to expend our strength on that. As for that Su whatever … he's just overestimating himself and trying to stop a chariot. "
West of Xuantian City.
Within a palace, a black-robed cultivator sat boldly in the middle with a bone spear placed horizontally on his knees. Although his eyes were closed, there was a malevolent aura between his brows.
"Fiend heir, the Three Mounted Bandits have returned to the city!"
"Got it,"
The black-robed cultivator replied casually without opening his eyes.
Almost at the same time, Puppet Sect, Chigurumon … all the factions in Xuantian City heard the news and countless gazes turned towards the long street.
Before long, a torrential rain poured down. Lightning flashed in the firmaments like a sea, as though it was about to devour the ancient city!
The rain was heavy and rapid. In the blink of an eye, Su Zimo's green robes were drenched.
Even so, he remained seated on the spot with a straight back and eyes shut, looking indifferent, as though he was oblivious to it.
Not far away, Tang Yu looked at the green figure at the corner of the street with a dazed gaze. After a moment, she regained her clarity and glanced sideways. "Uncle Liang, do you think he can last 15 minutes?"
"It'll be difficult,"
Uncle Liang shook his head. "Notwithstanding the strength of the Three Mounted Bandits, just the thousands of desperadoes under them are enough to blast him to smithereens."
"My brother will definitely be able to do it!"
Beside Tang Yu, Su Xiaoning clenched her fists and said resolutely.
Beside Xiaoning, Night Spirit sprawled quietly, protecting her silently.
On the long street.
The rain was heavier and the wind was stronger.
Amidst the wind and rain, the faint sound of hooves could be heard. Initially, it was faintly discernible but gradually, it became clearer!
Gradually, gradually … the sound of hooves was thunderous!
Even the wind and rain could not mask the surging killing intent at the end of the long street!
Vaguely, three figures appeared in the hazy rain and approached – it was the Three Mounted Bandits!
The ancient remnant beasts that the three of them sat on let out heavy panting sounds. Their eyes were bloodshot and they emitted a ferocious aura as they glared at the corner of the street.
Following closely behind the three of them was a dense horde of armored horses, whistling as they charged forward!
At a single glance, there were more than a thousand of them!
A thousand desperadoes coupled with seven meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivators – this was a force that could not be ignored even in the ancient battlefield, let alone in Xuantian City!
In reality, top factions like Glass Palace and Malevolent Earth Sect were even stronger than the Four Mounted Bandits.
But now, a few factions were gathered in Xuantian City and were competing for the Elixir Pool Sect ruins that were about to appear.
None of them were willing to provoke the Four Mounted Bandits lest they suffer losses and be disadvantaged in the fight for the Elixir Pool Sect ruins.
At the corner of the street, Su Zimo's clothes were already drenched and his black hair was stuck together. He looked like a drowned rat and was in a wretched state.
A thousand feet …
500 feet …
The Three Mounted Bandits were getting closer and Su Zimo could even smell the stench coming from the ancient remnant beasts that the three of them were sitting on.
However, Su Zimo did not move.
It was only when the Three Mounted Bandits were within 300 feet of him that Su Zimo suddenly opened his eyes. Unknowingly, a moonlight colored gigantic bow had appeared in his hands!
He drew the bow and notched an arrow.
The bow was like a full moon and the arrow was like a shooting star.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The sound of arrows tearing through the air almost formed a single line.
The bow was the Moon Concealment Bow, a quasi-connate spirit weapon!
When the five spirit patterns on the gigantic bow in Su Zimo's hands lit up, Lang Tan felt uneasy.
The next moment, a cold beam of light appeared before his eyes and arrived instantly!
The speed of that arrow was way too fast and any ordinary six meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivator would have died for sure!
However, Lang Tan's countless life and death experiences in the forest allowed him to react much faster than ordinary cultivators.
In a flash, Lang Tan tilted his head slightly.
A cold beam of light brushed past his cheek, causing blood to splatter – it was a close shave!
He dodged it!
However, before Lang Tan could heave a sigh of relief, his eyelids twitched as he caught sight of another cold beam of light shooting towards his glabella!
The second arrow arrived without giving him a chance to react at all.
It was a chain of arrows!
Lang Tan felt his scalp prickle and his hairs stand on end.
He was already extremely lucky to be able to dodge the first arrow.
However, there was no way he could dodge the second arrow.
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