"Hmm?"
Jun Hao and Si Yutang frowned with suspicious expressions.
Although the voice sounded familiar, the two of them could not be certain.
Under normal circumstances, that person should be dead by now.
Could that person have returned alive after venturing deep into the ancient battlefield?
"Who's there?"
The White Friar's slightly protruded eyeballs shifted and his expression darkened with killing intent.
Immediately after, The White Friar's eyes flashed with confusion as well.
The voice did not sound from within the cave abode. Instead, it sounded like it came from five kilometers away.
That was the strange thing.
Since that person was five kilometers away, how could he have heard their conversation in the cave abode?
How strong did his hearing have to be?
Was there really a divine power like clairaudient in this world?
All of a sudden!
The sound of robes fluttering through the air could be heard approaching at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, the person had already arrived at the entrance of the cave abode!
"What a fast movement technique!"
The White Friar's heart skipped a beat as he shifted his gaze and glared at the passageway they came from.
It was the same for Jun Hao and Si Yutang – they wanted to know if the person was that person!
Before long, a green figure appeared in the passageway and strode over unhurriedly. He looked calm and had an indescribable aura!
The person who arrived had refined features and resembled a scholar – it was Su Zimo who had rushed over from Xuantian City.
Jun Hao narrowed his eyes with a chilling killing intent as he said hatefully, "It's really you!"
"You're not dead?"
Si Yutang's mouth was agape as he said in disbelief.
Su Zimo's expression was calm as he swept his gaze across the two of them without stopping at all.
Immediately after, Su Zimo looked at the tall and burly corpse that was charging into the stone chamber. His eyes flashed and he raised his brow, as though he had thought of something.
After a slight pause, his gaze landed on The White Friar.
After entering the cave, Su Zimo didn't say a word. He just looked around.
However, for some unknown reason, that simple and subtle action caused the white-robed cultivator to feel an unprecedented pressure!
Su Zimo's eyes were bright and deep. His gaze was indifferent, as if he could control everything!
He did not say a single word, but he exuded a domineering aura!
This kind of temperament was not faked.
Instead, it was nurtured from countless corpses and the blood of countless geniuses. It would leak out inadvertently!
The White Friar was expressionless, but he felt uneasy. He suddenly took a few steps back and called out softly, "Come back!"
The corpse's movements suddenly stopped. It was stunned for a moment before it strode over to The White Friar's side and stared at Su Zimo with murderous intent.
At this time, the wounds on the corpses caused by the killing formation had already closed and stopped bleeding.
"Senior Li, this man is Su Zimo!"
Jun Hao said hurriedly, "That's him! He's the one who injured your battle corpse! He's the one who set up the killing formation outside the stone chamber. "
The White Friar did not say anything and glared at Su Zimo with a grim expression.
Su Zimo replied indifferently, "One of the five heretical doctrines, Corpse Refinement Cult."
After venturing deep into the ancient battlefield, he gained a good understanding of the top factions of Tianhuang Mainland through Tang Yu and the others. As such, he could tell The White Friar's identity right away.
Corpse Refinement Cult cultivators would use their sect's secret skills to refine battle corpses to aid them in battle and were easy to identify.
Su Zimo looked at The White Friar and asked with a fake smile, "You bragged so much earlier on. Why didn't you head to the Human Emperor's Palace to meet the monster incarnate of Divine Phoenix Island?"
The White Friar's expression was terrible.
Now that the Human Emperor's Palace had descended, he naturally wanted to fight for the inheritance of the Human Emperor.
His battle corpse was invulnerable to weapons, fire and water and was definitely not weaker than eight meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivators in terms of strength.
However, Corpse Refinement Cult cultivators had a fatal weakness.
Compared to their powerful battle corpses, they were not strong themselves. Once they lost the protection of their battle corpses, they would definitely die against eight meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivators!
All sorts of paragons were gathered beneath the Human Emperor's Palace.
It was obvious that it would be an unprecedented chaotic battle.
There was no way the battle corpse could protect him in such a chaotic battle – it would be difficult for him to even protect himself!
The White Friar hesitated for a long time before giving up on heading to the Human Emperor's Palace.
Later on, it was proven that his decision was correct.
It was said that almost half of the paragons were killed in the bloody battle beneath the Human Emperor's Palace and were crippled – it was a tragic sight!
The White Friar harrumphed coldly. "It was a chaotic battle beneath the Human Emperor's Palace. If it was a one-on-one fight, that monster incarnate of Divine Phoenix Island might not be my match!"
"Oh?"
Su Zimo raised his brow.
"Who are you? Which sect are you from?"
The White Friar asked in return.
Jun Hao replied hurriedly, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Li. That person is merely a disciple of a small sect in the Great Zhou Dynasty and doesn't have much of a background. Half a year ago, he was only at four meridian Foundation Establishment."
Compared to top factions and super sects like the five heretical doctrines, Misty Peak could only be considered as a small sect.
The White Friar frowned slightly when he heard Jun Hao's words.
Half a year ago, he was at four meridian Foundation Establishment. Even if his cultivation speed was heaven-defying now and he had the help of the Meridian Unlocking Elixir, he would only be at seven meridian Foundation Establishment at most.
Taking a step back, so what if he was at eight meridian Foundation Establishment?
That person came from a small sect without any backing.
The foundation of a small sect was there for all to see. There were limited cultivation methods and secret manuals. How high could this person's strength be?
Could he have misjudged?
The White Friar's expression turned cold as he waved his hand. "Go, test out that fellow Daoist's capabilities!"
The corpse understood and roared furiously with a torrential aura as it strode over in huge strides.
Compared to the tall and strong corpse, Su Zimo's body was as thin as a matchstick – he could not even defend against a single finger of the corpse!
However, Su Zimo's expression did not change as he looked at the corpse that was charging over and merely smiled.
Clang!
Unknowingly, a blood-colored saber had already appeared in Su Zimo's palm.
The saber vibrated and blood qi surged into the air!
"You want to test out my capabilities?"
Su Zimo's gaze was sharp as a knife as he said coldly, "Test it with your life!"
Boom!
Before he finished his sentence, Su Zimo moved and took a step forward!
With this step, the ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked open, densely packed cracks.
Instantly, the ground quaked and the entire cave abode swayed as sand and rocks rolled down, as though it could collapse at any moment!
Everyone present felt their hearts skip a beat at the same time.
Su Zimo channeled his spirit energy and the spirit sea in his dantian surged with raging waves!
Beneath his green robes, spirit meridians shone one after another as spirit energy surged and surged.
"Eight meridian Foundation Establishment!"
Jun Hao and Si Yutang exclaimed in shock.
Swoosh!
Su Zimo swung his saber and a blood beam burst forth, descending on the corpse's head like a blood sun!
The corpse could not dodge in time and could only tilt its head slightly.
"Pfft!"
Blood Quencher slid along the corpse's shoulder and sliced downwards viciously!
The blade rubbed against the flesh and bones, letting out a jarring sound as though it was cutting through metal.
Sticky and filthy blood gushed out.
That slash almost sliced the corpse into two!
Blood Quencher only came to a stop when it cut into the corpse's chest!
The corpse could not move a single inch after being blocked by Blood Quencher.
Su Zimo's seemingly frail body released a shuddering power with a casual slash. Even the corpse that was invulnerable to weapons, fire and water could not defend against it!
The White Friar's face turned even paler and his body swayed.
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