Eternal Sacred King

When the few of them saw that the Thunder Emperor was determined, they did not persuade him further.

Furthermore, be it Perfected Immortal Burial Night or Feng Ziyi, both knew that the Thunder Emperor only had a chance of survival after leaving the Divine Firmament Immortal Domain.

If he continued to linger here, he would definitely die!

Although the Thunder Emperor had already made up his mind, he did not leave immediately.

He merely looked at Perfected Immortal Burial Night and Feng Ziyi quietly with reluctance.

He had just reunited with Feng Ziyi. If not for the circumstances, why would he have made up his mind to leave?

Perfected Immortal Burial Night said, “To think that we would have to part again after being separated for more than 400,000 years. Leave in peace. I’ll strive to live a few more years and help you take care of Ziyi.”

“Thank you, brother,”

The Thunder Emperor nodded.

Perfected Immortal Burial Night took out a jar of strong wine from his storage bag and slapped away the mud seal, prepared to pour a few bowls to bid farewell to the Thunder Emperor.

“It’s way too pretentious to drink from a bowl,”

The Thunder Emperor waved his hand and said, “Take out four jars. It’ll only be satisfying if the four of us have one each!”

“Alright!”

Perfected Immortal Burial Night said, “Apart from you, I’m afraid no one will drink with me in the future.”

As he said that, he took out three jars of strong wine and distributed them to Su Zimo and Feng Ziyi.

“Come, Brother Su!”

The Thunder Emperor looked at Su Zimo and raised his wine jar, shouting.

“Senior Thunder Emperor…”

Su Zimo picked up the wine jar hurriedly. The Thunder Emperor’s expression turned stiff as he said, “Brother Su, why are you still calling me senior? You’re being too polite! You and I have the same feelings and personalities. You can just call me your brother!”

“How can I…”

Su Zimo declined hurriedly.

Be it in Tianhuang Mainland, the upper world or in terms of cultivation realm, the Thunder Emperor was his senior no matter what.

Feng Ziyi frowned as well.

If Su Zimo was on par with the Thunder Emperor, wouldn’t she be a status lower for no reason?

The Thunder Emperor burst into laughter and patted Su Zimo on the shoulder. “All those seniority rules are bullsh*t. They are nothing in my eyes!”

“If I like someone, I’ll befriend them. If I don’t like them, it doesn’t matter even if they’re an Immortal Emperor!”

“Brother Su, if you don’t mind, drink this jar of wine!”

Su Zimo’s heart skipped a beat when he heard the Thunder Emperor’s heroic words. His blood qi surged as he shouted, “Alright, Brother Feng, I’ll toast you!”

Perfected Immortal Burial Night and Feng Ziyi raised their wine jars as well.

The four wine jars collided with a crisp sound and they raised their heads to drink!

The four of them knew that everyone would leave after the jar of strong wine.

The Heavenly World was vast and the future was murky with dangers lurking everywhere—the four of them might not even have the chance to meet again in the future.

The four of them did not stop until they finished the jar of strong wine in one gulp.

Under normal circumstances, given Su Zimo’s cultivation, ordinary wine would not make him feel drunk at all.

However, after drinking that jar of strong wine, Su Zimo felt his cheeks flush and his head spin.

At the side, Feng Ziyi could no longer hold on. Her cheeks were flushed red and she swayed.

“Hahahaha!”

The Thunder Emperor burst into laughter and praised Su Zimo, “You’re not drunk after drinking this jar of wine. As expected of the Green Lotus bloodline!”

This strong wine in Perfected Immortal Burial Night’s collection was not ordinary wine.

Even with their cultivation realms, they would feel tipsy drinking that wine.

“Brother Su,”

The Thunder Emperor patted Su Zimo heavily on the shoulder and said with a fake smile, “We can be on the same level, but you can’t take advantage of my granddaughter. Things between you two will depend on yourselves.”

Su Zimo had a feeling that there was a deeper meaning in the Thunder Emperor’s words and gaze.

However, he was a little dizzy and could not think too much about it. He merely said instinctively, “Of course.”

“Time to go,”

The Thunder Emperor took a deep breath of air and his eyes regained clarity. Standing on the mountain peak, he looked back at the rivers and mountains beneath his feet and said sternly, “One day, I, Feng Cantian, will step foot on this land openly!”

With that said, a bolt of lightning flashed on the Thunder Emperor’s body and he fled into the distance, disappearing at the end of the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Standing on the peak, Su Zimo’s Green Lotus bloodline surged continuously and he gradually woke up from the gentle breeze.

“What are your plans?”

Perfected Immortal Burial Night asked, “Do you want to join us?”

Su Zimo thought for a moment and shook his head. “I don’t think so. I’ve experienced too much in the past year. I’m prepared to find a place to cultivate in seclusion.”

“That’s good too,”

Perfected Immortal Burial Night nodded and instructed, “Be careful not to expose your identity. Also, try not to use your tripod in the future.”

“Thank you for your reminder, senior,”

Su Zimo expressed his thanks.

Perfected Immortal Burial Night handed over a pitch-black badge that was two fingers wide with a dagger surrounded by lightning drawn on it.

“This is a badge. If you see the same emblem anywhere, you can find anyone from Remnant Night.”

Su Zimo received the badge and expressed his thanks once more.

Perfected Immortal Burial Night nodded and supported Feng Ziyi who was still drunk, disappearing into the void.

Su Zimo did not linger at the peak and headed down.

…

Suddenly, a gigantic crack appeared in midair of the Soaring Dragon Mountain Range, revealing a dark tunnel within.

A figure strode out with one hand behind his back. He had a calm expression and every single move he made exuded the aura of a royal aristocratic family.

His eyes were like gems in the depths of the sea, deep and mysterious.

The heir of King Jin, King Anshi!

Arriving above the Soaring Dragon Mountain Range, the heir of King Jin looked at the dilapidated battlefield and the corpse of the naked burly man with a cold expression.

“Yuan Zuo, Jing Yue,”

Suddenly, the heir of King Jin spoke and asked coldly, “Are you guys still alive?”

Although the voice of the heir of King Jin was not loud, it could extend endlessly and spread for thousands of kilometers.

Prince Yuan Zuo and Perfected Immortal Jing Yue who were escaping shuddered and heard the sound of the heir of King Jin in their minds at the same time!

Psst!

A voice transmission technique that spanned thousands of kilometers!

The two of them shuddered and did not dare to hesitate. They turned around hurriedly and headed towards the Soaring Dragon Mountain Range.

Before long, the two of them arrived at the mountain range.

At the same time, another spatial tunnel opened up in midair on the other side and King Tianxing walked out with a cold expression and a murderous aura.

“Where is he?”

King Tianxing asked in a deep voice.

“Where is he?”

The heir of King Jin was expressionless and no one could read his emotions. He merely looked at Prince Yuan Zuo and Perfected Immortal Jing Yue calmly and asked softly.

However, Prince Yuan Zuo and Perfected Immortal Jing Yue could not withstand the pressure and knelt down with a thud.

“E-Elder brother, please forgive me,”

Prince Yuan Zuo could flaunt and boss around in front of others. However, he was as honest as a child in front of the heir of King Jin.

Prince Yuan Zuo knew his brother’s methods the best!

“I had already planned everything and could definitely suppress Feng Cantian. B-But who knew that Su Zimo would appear…”

Before Prince Yuan Zuo could explain, he was interrupted by the heir of King Jin.

“Where is he?”

The heir of King Jin merely repeated his words and his voice turned increasingly gentle.

Instantly, Prince Yuan Zuo broke out in cold sweat!