The legacy of the two super sects, Daming Monastery and Fahua Monastery, was not the only thing at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley. There was also the legacy of the Great Qian Empire, the behemoth of the North Region in the past.
Su Zimo had been secluded at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley for 20 years and his strength had already grown to an extremely frightening level!
His growth was not only reflected in his comprehension of Buddhism.
His cultivation of array formations was also improving day by day.
The three formations were connected and it was difficult to achieve such an effect even if one of them was missing.
Right in front of the mortals, the initially lofty immortals seemed to have encountered something and fell from midair one after another.
"How could this be?"
"Could the heavens have opened their eyes and sent down a punishment?"
In the midst of the mortals' confusion, a figure rose into the air slowly!
That person wore green robes and had delicate features. His expression was cold and there was a sinister killing intent between his brows as he wielded a blood-colored saber in his hands!
"That person looks familiar."
"I think so …"
The old woman opened her mouth slightly and looked at the figure in midair in disbelief, murmuring repeatedly, "It's him, it's him!"
"Grandma, who is that?"
The child in her arms asked curiously when he caught sight of the figure in midair as well.
"Second Young Master Su! It's Second Young Master Su of the Su family! "
The old woman's voice trembled.
Even after dozens of years, the old woman could still recognize Su Zimo at a glance.
That was because even after dozens of years, there were no traces of time on Second Young Master Su's face – he was the same as before!
Su Zimo glanced sideways at the old woman and child and nodded, the killing intent between his brows turning gentler.
The old woman was stunned.
That action was familiar and in her daze, she seemed to have returned to the past.
Even after becoming an immortal, Second Young Master Su did not change!
The child widened his eyes without blinking.
They were both immortals.
However, the child could not sense any fear or pressure from Su Zimo.
The child's initially worried heart gradually calmed down.
Su Zimo wielded Blood Quencher and soared into the air, looking down at Genying Zhenjun who was fleeing frantically in Ping Yang Town with a mocking gaze.
"You're still trying to escape?"
Su Zimo descended from the skies and raised his arms. Blood Quencher buzzed and quivered excitedly as he slashed down viciously at the crowd!
A blood-red light gushed out!
Boom!
The crowd was split into two and the ground. Seven Genying Zhenjun were sliced into two by the blood beam. Their organs were splattered all over the ground with a blood stench!
This was the first time Blood Quencher had tasted blood since its birth.
The saber's Blood Qian Zhenjun was was!
In a flash, Su Zimo pounced into the crowd that was trying to escape.
Blood Blood's.
Buzz!
A blood-red ripple slowly spread out, streaking across the void and passing through the crowd!
Poof! Poof! Poof course!
Su Is Su by the Is Qian ''s by, by the''s a's's, by ''s's by the's.. by the Su Dao by by by by
With his Primordial Spirit sealed, he did not even have the chance to leave his body before he was killed on the spot!
"Su's..... If you continue running, you'll definitely be killed by that beast one by one! "
"Perfected Lord Yun Du, hurry and break the formation! We'll fight with our lives to buy time for you!"
"That's right! Everyone, let's work together!"
Everyone yelled and gathered once more. Bursting with blood qi, they charged towards Su Zimo.
The few Perfected Lords at the front were body tempered cultivators. Bursting with blood qi, they brandished their halberds and spears and charged forward.
Splash!
Su Zimo's blood qi surged and the sound of a tsunami rumbled as he slashed in reverse with a frightening might.
The saber momentum was heavy like a tsunami crashing against the shore!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Blood Quencher slashed down heavily on the weapons of the Genying Zhenjun and released a tremendous force that was unstoppable like a tsunami!
"Pfft!"
Someone could not hold on any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot. His palm was torn and his weapon flew out as he fell.
With his Essence Spirit and spirit energy sealed, the Genying Zhenjun was only left with his body and blood qi.
However, there was no way their bodies and blood qi could compare to Su Zimo!
They were wielding Dharmic weapons to begin with. Because their Essence Spirits were sealed and they could not channel their Dharmic powers, the true might of their Dharmic weapons could not be released and they could not defend against the sharpness of Blood Quencher!
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
Blood flashed repeatedly. Although the remaining Genying Zhenjun gathered together, they could not defend against Su Zimo's massacre!
After obtaining the legacy of the Saber Emperor and Shura's legacy in this life, Su Zimo's attainments in saber techniques had already reached a terrifying level!
Countercurrent, Raging Tides, Vortex and Ripple of the Sea Calming Manual.
Ghost Cry, Blood Flow, Purgatory, White Bones, Fiend Shadow and Walking Corpse of the Shura's Saber.
At times, it was firm and unstoppable; at times, it was continuous like water; at times, it was majestic; at times, it was sinister …
Blood Quencher drank all of the blood in Su Zimo's hands!
The blood glow on the saber intensified, as though Blood Quencher was getting excited!
In the town, some daring mortals could not hold it in any longer and secretly peeked through a crack in their doors, only to witness a scene that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.
The immortals who were initially high and mighty and declared that they were going to wipe out Ping Yang Town were now fleeing wretchedly without any of the elegance of immortals.
A green-robed man wielded a blood-colored saber and strolled leisurely on the long streets, leaving corpses behind him.
Everywhere he passed, rivers of blood flowed!
It was a complete massacre.
Immortal Slaying!
Genying Zhenjun whose Essence Spirits and spirit energies were sealed were like fish on the chopping block in front of Su Zimo!
…
The skies gradually brightened.
Perfected Lord Yun Du was sweating profusely as he buried his head to break the formations at the edge of Ping Yang Town.
The Ancient Spirit Lock and Ancient God Lock Formations were extremely complicated and even with his capabilities, it was difficult for him to dispel them within a short period of time.
Fortunately, this trapping formation with surging fog was not too difficult to break through.
Perfected Lord Yun Du was even more flustered when he heard the tragic cries behind him.
However, he did not turn back to look.
He must not be distracted!
Their only chance of survival was to dispel the trap formation as soon as possible!
Time passed bit by bit.
After an unknown period of time, the fog dissipated.
Perfected Lord Yun Du heaved a sigh of relief and slumped to the ground, already drenched in sweat.
The morning sun had just risen and a ray of light tore through the fog, illuminating the small town. Everything looked peaceful and peaceful.
Suddenly, Perfected Lord Yun Du felt that something was amiss.
It was too quiet!
Unknowingly, the cries, pleas for mercy and cries for help behind him had already vanished.
Thud. Thud.
Footsteps sounded.
It was as though the person's feet were stained with some sort of sticky liquid as he walked on the stone path.
The footsteps arrived behind him and disappeared suddenly.
A chill ran down his spine!
Perfected Lord Yun Du did not dare to turn back.
A blood-colored saber was slowly extended beneath his throat, emitting a thick stench of blood. The sharpness of the saber was bone-chilling!
"You're the last."
A voice sounded beside his ears. It was soft, indifferent and emotionless.
"Pfft!"
A flash of blood appeared.
Perfected Lord Yun Du's head fell and fresh blood splattered.
His head rolled a few times on the ground before facing Ping Yang Town.
His eyes widened.
Green robes and bloody path.
The two different colors stimulated his final senses.
His consciousness gradually blurred and eventually dissipated.
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