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Chapter 618

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Turning around, Su Zimo's gaze landed on Bald Vulture who was not far away as he asked indifferently, "Tell me, what do you know?"

"What are you talking about, fellow Daoist? I-I don't know."

Bald Vulture laughed dryly.

"If you don't speak, die!"

In the void, Su Zimo walked towards Bald Vulture step by step. Although his speed was neither fast nor slow, it formed a tremendous pressure that surged over!

This was a true sense of oppression!

In fact, Bald Vulture even felt suffocated!

His arms trembled slightly and a look of fear flashed through his eyes. Immediately after, it was replaced by madness.

Bald Vulture's expression was menacing as he grit his teeth. "I can speak but you have to promise to let me live!"

"You're not qualified to negotiate with me!"

Su Zimo's expression was cold as he arrived before Bald Vulture and gripped the latter's throat. Just as he was about to exert force, a fragrant wind blew over.

"Leave it to me, Zimo."

Demoness Ji's slender hand rested on Su Zimo's wrist.

Su Zimo let go with the flow.

Demoness Ji arrived before Bald Vulture and smiled charmingly. Her eyes rippled as she asked gently, "Commander, why are you stopping me?"

Bald Vulture was completely stunned and his gaze was dazed, as though he had lost his soul.

"The second and fourth princes are prepared to submit a joint petition to remove the third princess and recommend the eldest prince to be the emperor! The eldest prince is the eldest son of the first wife and should inherit the throne. The third princess is not legitimate, let alone a woman. "

"So what if I'm a woman?"

Demoness Ji raised her brows and said coldly, "Can't a woman be the emperor?! While Big Sister is out there killing enemies, you rascals are actually playing these little tricks in the dark. "

"You guys must have a death wish!"

Before she finished her sentence, Demoness Ji extended her finger and brushed it gently across Bald Vulture's throat.

A thin red line appeared.

Bald Vulture's eyes widened and he gradually regained consciousness. He clutched his throat tightly with both hands and flailed his legs, but he could not stop the blood from gushing out!

Buzz!

Buzz! Bald Vulture's eyes dimmed and he fell on the spot.

"You'll have to step in for the matters of the capital."

Su Zimo muttered, "With your status and means, you should be able to suppress this matter."

"Alright, don't worry." Demoness Ji nodded.

Turning around, Su Zimo returned to the carriage and helped Su Hong out. He nodded to Demoness Ji. "I'm leaving."

Before he finished speaking, Su Zimo had already sped off into the distance at an astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, he was already on the horizon.

"Where are you going?"

Demoness Ji shouted from behind.

There was no response for a long time.

Although Demoness Ji wanted to chase after him, she knew that the capital of Great Zhou needed her more at this moment.



In the sky above Yan Country, a huge ferocious bird flew past.

This vicious bird's entire body was covered in scales that burned with fine flames. Its eyes were sharp as it surveyed its surroundings. When it spread its wings, it was over thirty meters long!

Ancient Remnant Species, Purple Flame Condor!

What was surprising was that behind the Purple Flame Condor, there was a seemingly ordinary carriage.

Two people sat side by side on the carriage. One was a scholarly man with delicate features while the other was a white-haired old man.

The two of them were Su Zimo and Su Hong who had just returned to Yan Country.

Su Zimo captured an ancient remnant species and used it as a temporary ride. That saved them a lot of trouble along the way.

The two of them passed by the 13 cities of Yan Country that were massacred by Glass Palace. Even now, they could still see mountains of corpses left behind from back then!

On the city walls, the bloodstains from back then had already turned black due to the wind and sun.

Each time they passed by a city, Su Hong would stop and kneel down before the skeletons in front of the city.

The final city.

This was the capital of Yan Country back then.

20 years had passed and the prosperity of the past was no longer there.

His old friends from back then had already aged.

Uncle Zheng, Liu Yu, Yuchi Huo, Song Qi and the black armored cavalry of the past were all buried under the rubble.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

"I should have been here with you guys 20 years ago."

"My dear brothers, I, Su Hong, am back!"

Standing on this piece of land, Su Hong's tears streamed down his face in grief.

Su Zimo's eyes seemed to be replaying the scene of Glass Palace descending upon this place and massacring everyone back then.

In the face of cultivators, mortals had no way of resisting and their lives were worthless!

Su Zimo lowered his head with a blank expression.

Over the past few days, he had seen way too many corpses that had yet to turn cold.

Killing, violence, hunger, displacement, lust, plundering, biting, cannibalism …

All order had already collapsed.

Human lives were even more lowly than ants!

The scene before him was not inferior to the Hell of the Buddhist monasteries at all!

Shrouded in the flames of war, the most miserable and helpless were the living beings of the world. These were mortals who could not cultivate without spirit roots.

Su Zimo saw his own shadow in those mortals.

To begin with, he was one of the most ordinary members.

If not for Die Yue, he might have been one of those corpses by the roadside!

Su Zimo might have been able to save one, two or even a hundred people if he made a move. However, he could not save everyone.

In fact, he could not even save his kin!

He could only watch helplessly as Su Hong's lifespan ran out!

Along the way, Su Zimo had been thinking about a single question.

So what if he came out 10 years earlier?

Could he save Su Hong?

Su Hong was only a mortal after all. 20, 30, 40 years later, his lifespan would run out and the two of them would have to part eventually.

Even if he did not offend Glass Palace, would the living beings of the world not suffer such a calamity?

When war arrived, the mortals would be the first to suffer.

In the face of cultivators, mortals had no control over their own fates!

Cultivators could trample on the dignity of mortals as they wished.

No matter how the mortals struggled, it was to no avail.

If not for Die Yue back then, Su Zimo would have been killed by Zhou Dingyun who had returned from his cultivation.

He was lucky.

Die Yue changed his fate for him.

However, who would change Su Hong's fate?

Who would change the fates of the living beings of the world?

Were these mortals who did not have spirit roots and could not cultivate destined to become sacrifices of war, food for demon beasts and corpses beneath the feet of cultivators?

Su Zimo was no saint.

He had never thought of using his own strength to save the people of the world from calamity.

He merely wanted his kin to live on.

He merely thought that perhaps … all the mortals in the world should have a chance to fight against fate!

"I want to establish a Dao!"

All of a sudden …

Su Zimo raised his head and gripped his fists. His eyes shone with an unprecedented glint as he said slowly with a firm and unwavering tone!

"I want to break the shackles of fate that bind all living beings!"

"So what if you don't have spirit roots?"

"I want to change the fates of all living beings!"

"I want all living beings in the world to be able to cultivate and become immortals!"

His voice reverberated through the world, reverberating endlessly!

Boom!

The moment he said that …

The sky was clear for thousands of miles, but there was a sudden clap of thunder.

It was as though the gods in the heavens were alarmed as a shuddering might engulfed everything. It was unstoppable like the might of the heavens!

At the same time.

In secret places all over Tianhuang Mainland, patriarchs were jolted awake from their seclusion and looked up at the firmaments with shocked expressions.

Enigma Palace.

An old man with a Confucian crown on his head seemed to have sensed something and pinched his fingers to divine. He could not help but be shocked. "Someone made a huge vow that even the heavens were alarmed!"

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