Eternal Sacred King
chapter-1190

Chapter 1190: Entering the Cemetery Again

The Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect and the others were gathered together and had not gone far. They were looking in the direction of the old capital of Yan Country hundreds of kilometers away, waiting for the final outcome.

Before long, a violent fluctuation came from the direction of the old capital!

The spirit consciousness barrier and spatial seal on the outer perimeter had been removed and the outline of a dilapidated city could be vaguely seen.

“It’s over.”

The Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect heaved a sigh of relief.

In his opinion, the six Conjoint Body Mighty Figures had already killed Su Zimo and the others before unlocking the spatial seal.

“Desolate Martial establishing his Dao? Strongest monster incarnate in history? He can’t escape the fate of being killed either!”

The Sect Master of Yin Ghost Sect sneered.

“Desolate Martial’s death can be considered as a weight lifted off our shoulders,”

The Sect Master of Blood Mist Sect chuckled and shook his head. “Given that lad’s talent, it’s hard to imagine what level he will reach if he was allowed to continue growing.”

“That’s right. If he enters the Dharma Characteristic realm, even the six Conjoint Body Mighty Figures might not be able to kill him!” The Sect Master of Mystic Firmament Divine Cult agreed deeply.

“Unfortunately, a monster incarnate of a generation was killed just like that.”

The Sect Master of Stellar Luna Sect lamented.

The Murong Clan’s matriarch shook her head in pity as well.

In reality, after witnessing Desolate Martial with their own eyes, they were already subdued by his bearing and were unwilling to be his enemy.

To think that Desolate Martial would still be doomed to end in such a tragic state.

“Let’s go,”

The Sect Master of Stellar Luna Sect said, “Now that Desolate Martial is dead, the Patriarch of the Dragon Burial Valley is probably about to head out. I wonder what sort of chaos is about to happen in the North Region.”

“Yes,”

The Murong Clan’s matriarch nodded and turned, prepared to leave.

Right then, she swept her gaze and could not help but exclaim softly. She paused and looked in the direction of the old capital of Yan Country with a confused expression.

The sect masters of the upper sects and leaders of the other aristocratic families noticed this as well.

A spirit vessel rose from the old capital and sped over.

“This...”

The Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect frowned slightly.

It was definitely not Elder Bone Spirit and the others on the spirit vessel.

Given the capabilities of Conjoint Body Mighty Figures, there was no need for them to ride on a spirit vessel. Furthermore, the speed of the spirit vessel would not be that slow either.

Could Elder Bone Spirit and the others have shown mercy to spare some unimportant people?

While everyone was pondering, the spirit vessel approached.

Figures stood at the bow of the spirit vessel.

The Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect and the others focused their gazes and could not help but be shocked. Instinctively, they opened their mouths with disbelief in their eyes!

The leader of the spirit vessel was dressed in green robes with black hair that cascaded down like a waterfall. He had delicate features – it was Dao Being Desolate Martial who was supposed to be dead!

How could this be?

What were Elder Bone Spirit and the others doing?

If Desolate Martial was not dead, why did Elder Bone Spirit and the others remove the spirit consciousness barrier and release the spatial seal, allowing Desolate Martial and the others to leave?

The Sect Masters of Dragon Tiger Sect, Blood Mist Sect and the others glared at the figure on the spirit vessel with widened eyes.

A guess flashed through their minds.

However, that guess was way too shocking and impossible!

Right then, the figure on the spirit vessel bowed slightly and looked over with a hint of mockery in his pitch-black eyes.

The Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect and the others panicked.

In fact, they did not even dare to meet Su Zimo’s gaze!

The spirit vessel passed over their heads quickly without stopping.

The Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect and the others exchanged glances and hurried off, heading towards the old capital of Yan Country.

They wanted to head over and see what was going on!

The Sect Master of Stellar Luna Sect and the others followed curiously as well.

Before long, many sect masters of upper sects and leaders of aristocratic families arrived above the old capital and looked down at the corpses in the ruins.

The Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect and the others turned pale as their bodies swayed.

Dead!

All six Conjoint Body Mighty Figures were dead without exception!

A chill ran down the back of the Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect and the others when they recalled the look in Desolate Martial’s eyes!

They did not know what exactly happened in the old capital.

However, they knew one thing – the attempt to kill him this time round was an extremely stupid decision!

...

On the spirit vessel.

Su Zimo did not attack the Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect and the others.

Firstly, he had just engaged in a huge battle with Dao Lord Xuan Yu and had expended a lot of energy. He did not want to start another battle.

Secondly, the death of six Conjoint Body Mighty Figures was already a huge loss for these upper sects and aristocratic families.

Furthermore, the six Mighty Figures were no longer related to the sect. There was no way he could kill all the sect masters of the upper sects just because of the Mighty Figures.

Of course, this matter would not end just like that.

He would remember this debt and settle it in the future.

Monkey and the others were reluctant and did not leave first. They insisted on sending Su Zimo to Dragon Burial Valley before parting ways.

Nobody was in a hurry to travel as they chatted merrily on the spirit vessel.

Although the spirit vessel was slow, it still arrived at the edge of Dragon Burial Valley after more than ten days.

“Alright, there’s no need to send me further,”

Turning around to look at everyone, Su Zimo smiled and cupped his fists. “I have no idea when I’ll return upon leaving. Everyone, take care.”

“Young Master,”

Little Fox called out gently with reddened eyes. She was on the brink of tears at their imminent parting.

Slapping his forehead, Su Zimo took out a pitch-black metal barrier from his storage bag and stuffed it into Little Fox’s hands. He smiled. “I almost forgot that I haven’t returned this Fire Blocking Basket to you.”

Pausing for a moment, he pinched her on the nose gently and teased, “Are you feeling sad because you’re worried I’ll leave with your treasure?”

“No way.”

Little Fox laughed through her tears and harrumphed.

“Zimo, be careful. If anything doesn’t work out, don’t force yourself.”

Ji Yaoxue reminded with a gentle expression.

“Yes,”

Su Zimo nodded and turned around. Waving his hand, he leaped down the Dragon Burial Valley.

In order to enter the Dao Inheritance Ground, one had to possess the strength of the Conjoint Body realm to break through the spatial barrier.

Goddess True Jade’s whereabouts were unknown and she had already left.

In the North Region, the only way to meet that requirement now was to return to the Dragon Burial Valley.

Su Zimo entered the ancient temple and went straight to the backyard.

Monk Yuan Bei was sitting there.

The red-headed ghost was not far away as well.

Beside the two of them, there was a gigantic black vortex that was dark and deep. It blew with a cold wind that led to an unknown place.

It seemed like the two of them had been waiting for a long time!

“Have you decided?”

Monk Yuan Bei asked.

“Yes,”

Su Zimo nodded. “This is the best opportunity.”

Monk Yuan Bei pointed to the black vortex beside him and nodded with a smile. “Go on. I hope that you can witness the descent of the Martial Dao before I pass away!”

“Definitely!”

After bidding farewell to Monk Yuan Bei and the red-headed ghost, Su Zimo leaped into the black vortex.

After a moment of dizziness, he descended into a space that was filled with a savage aura. Not far away, there was a region that was filled with a biting cold wind – it was the Three Tribulations Domain.

Su Zimo took a deep breath and walked in.

He had once passed the test of the Three Tribulations Domain. Now that he crossed it once more, he faced no resistance.

In no time, he had already arrived at the center of the Three Tribulations Domain – Stone Statue Cemetery