Translator: Legge
That person had black hair and green robes and had refined features. He sat on the chair like a weak scholar in the mortal world and looked at the two of them with a smile.
Psst!
When Sword Immortal Yue Hua and Meng Yao saw this person, they gasped in fear as though they had seen a ghost. Their hairs stood on end and their scalps tingled!
âY-Y-Youâ¦â
Sword Immortal Yue Huaâs voice trembled slightly, as though he had countless things to say but could not say a single word.
Meng Yaoâs face turned pale as well.
What was going on?
Su Zimo?
Wasnât this person sent to the Emperorâs Tomb by the Sect Master of the
Academy and died?
Su Zimo and Su Zhu were the same person?
How could it be?
How did he become the Peak Master of the Sword Worldâs ninth Sword Peak?
Why was he here?
What was his relationship with God Daughter Nian Qi?
Countless questions exploded in Meng Yaoâs mind instantly. She felt that her mind was in a mess and she could not understand anything.
Su Zimo sat there while Sword Immortal Yue Hua and Meng Yao knelt on the ground. Just like that, the three of them looked at each other.
The entire hall suddenly fell silent.
Suddenly, Sword Immortal Yue Hua and Meng Yao realized that the ant they thought they could trample to death at will had already grown to such an extent!
âYou really shouldnât have come.â
Su Zimo stood up slowly and looked at the two of them calmly, saying faintly.
The feud between the two parties was extremely deep and they were like fire and water. He had no intention of exchanging pleasantries with the other party and revealed his killing intent with his first sentence!
Back in the Divine Firmament Immortal Domain, the two of them plotted to kill him several times. Later on, the Martial Dao Prime Body had to attack to severely injure the two of them.
Furthermore, the two of them knew about his Green Lotus True Body as well-
all the more he couldnât let the two of them leave alive!
Be it Sword Immortal Yue Hua or Meng Yao, they were vengeful people.
Earlier on, when Nian Qi asked them what they planned to do after their injuries healed, the two of them did not hide their intentions.
In fact, Meng Yao even declared that she wanted to attack Tianhuang Sect!
Su Zimo would not give the two of them any more chances.
âYouâre Su Zhu!â
Sword Immortal Yue Hua stood up with a bang and his expression changed continuously. He glared at Su Zimo fixedly and gritted his teeth.
Although the fact had already registered in his mind, he could not figure out why Su Zimo was the so-called Peak Master of the Sword Worldâs ninth Sword
Peak!
It was said that Su Zimo had just entered the Perfected One realm when he
died.
How many years had it only been, but he was already at the Hollow Nether realm?
There was no way Sword Immortal Yue Hua would associate the Hollow Nether realm Peak Master of the Sword World with a dead person like Su Zimo.
Su Zimo walked towards the two of them slowly.
âW-What are you trying to do?!â
Sword immortal Yue Hua looked at Su Zimo who was getting closer and closer.
His heart trembled as he shouted fiercely, âThis is the Blessed Heaven World.
Youâre not allowed to fight in private!â
âThis is a private residence.â
Su Zimo said indifferently, âThe rules of the Blessed Heaven World are invalid
even if people are killed here.â
In just a few breaths, Sword Immortal Yue Hua was already sweating profusely.
When he heard that, his legs went limp from fear.
If this was him in the past, he might not have been reduced to such a state.
But now, he had been tortured by Eternal Damnation for many years and had yet to recover from his injuries. Furthermore, he had lost an arm. Against Su Zimo, who was also the Peak Master of the Sword Worldâs ninth Sword Peak and aâruthless person who had killed a Supreme Perfected Spirit, he was already scared out of his wits!
âSu Zimo, Junior Brother Su, Brother Suâ¦â
Sword immortal Yue Hua changed his form of address three times in a row and tried his best to squeeze out a smile. âOur grudges from before were truly misunderstandings! I-Iâ¦â
As though he did not hear anything, Su Zimo continued forward and got closer to the two of them.
His footsteps were neither light nor heavy.
However, when they echoed in Sword Immortal Yue Huaâs ears, they were like the tolling bells of the Netherworld!
âLady Nian Qi, please.â
When Sword Immortal Yue Hua saw that Su Zimo was unmoved, he turned to look at Nian Qi in panic and said incoherently, âThis is the residence of the God race. Heâs from the Sword World. Ah, no, the Heavenly World. H-He canât kill anyone here!â
Nian Qi looked down at Sword Immortal Yue Hua with a cold expression. âI forgot to tell you something. Iâm also from Tianhuang Mainland of the lower worlds and have accompanied Young Master for many years. I regard him as my most important kin.â
âIf you guys go against him, youâre going against me!
Those words were equivalent to extinguishing the last hope in Sword Immortal
Yue Huaâs heart.
Initially, Meng Yao lowered her head and remained silent, as though she had resigned herself to fate.
However, when she heard Nian Qiâs words, a killing intent flashed through her lowered eyes!
Meng Yao turned around abruptly and pounced towards Nian Qi who was sitting on the high seat behind her at an astonishing speed!
Since the two of them had accompanied each other in the lower worlds for many years, it meant that Nian Qi was equally important to Su Zimo. Although Su Zimo was only at the Hollow Nether realm, he had once killed a Supreme Perfected Spirit after all and was too notorious for Meng Yao to dare to fight him.
However, God Daughter Nian Qi, who was behind her, had just entered the Perfected One realm.
As long as she could restrain Nian Qi right away, Su Zimo might be wary of her!
This might be her only chance of survival!
She did not want to die or lose.
At the very least, she did not want to lose to Su Zimo, someone whom she had once regarded as an ant!
Meng Yaoâs movement technique was fast.
This time round, she released almost all of her strength.
However, no matter how fast her movement technique was, it was not as fast as a certain jade-green sword beam!
A jade-green sword beam flashed and entered Meng Yaoâs body first.
Pfft!
Accompanied by an arrow of blood, the sword beam pierced through her chest instantly!
Meng Yao swayed and looked at God Daughter Nian Qi who was inches away, unable to gather any strength in her body.
Her blood qi dissipated rapidly.
The sword wound on her chest was not fatal.
However, the terrifying Sword Intent contained in the sword beam exploded in her body!
A grim aura of death spread throughout her entire body instantly.
In a daze, she felt as though she was buried in a tomb. Her hfeforce was draining rapidly and her eyes were filled with despair and indignation.
Unable to hold on any longer, Meng Yao fell limply to the ground.
Bang!
A dull thud sounded in Meng Yaoâs ears.
Immediately after, the sound of bones cracking sounded. Sword Immortal Yue Huaâs figure fell to the ground and rolled a few times before arriving beside her.
The next moment, those footsteps that sounded like they belonged to a God of Death echoed once more.
Before long, the familiar figure and face arrived before the two of them and looked down at the two of them who were lying on the ground like dead dogs.
âIâm indignant!â
The veil on Meng Yaoâs face had long been torn apart by the sword qi, revealing her scarred face as she glared at Su Zimo with hatred.
Due to the fact that she was overexerting herself, the wounds on her face turned slightly red. When she frowned, it made her look even more wretched.
âWhatâs there to be indignant about?â
Su Zimoâs tone was calm.
âIf I wasnât injured by Desolate Martial, you might not have been able to defeat me in todayâs battle!â
Meng Yao grit her teeth. âSu Zimo, donât be smug. I lost to Desolate Martial, but I didnât lose to you! Iâm the Zither Immortal. How can I lose to a lowlife like you!â
âAnd who do you think Desolate Martial is?â
Su Zimo asked indifferently.
Meng Yao was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Su Zimo meant. The next moment, two purple flames appeared slowly in Su Zimoâs eyes.
In her daze, the peerless purple-robed figure who looked down on the world gradually merged with the scholar with refined features in front of herâ¦