Monk Daming once said that he harbored killing intents towards Su Zimo because the latter cultivated the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra.
The reason why Monk Daming did not appear on Six Stars Mountain the entire time was to test Su Zimo.
The reason why Monk Daming did not attack Su Zimo was because even when his life was hanging by a thread, the latter did not use the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra.
Right now, Monk Daming was implying that those people he killed had all cultivated the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra!
“What happened?”
Su Zimo frowned and asked.
Monk Daming shook his head gently. “The actual situation might be even more terrifying than you can imagine.”
The conversation between the two of them did not reveal any information and was understood only by both of them. The surrounding Mahayana Patriarchs were confused.
“Are there still people like them on the Divine Power Ranking?”
Su Zimo asked again.
“Yes,”
Monk Daming replied.
Su Zimo exchanged glances with Monk Daming and suddenly smiled.
The two of them understood what the other party wanted to do without the need to continue speaking—it was a tacit understanding.
Although the two of them did not interact much, they seemed like bosom buddies.
Right then, a powerful aura descended.
A scholar-like cultivator appeared in midair with a square-shaped stone slab on his back—it was unknown what Dharmic treasure that was.
He wore white robes and waved his sleeves. Although he had a sage-like demeanor, he exuded the might of the Emperor Dao!
An Emperor had descended!
“Senior Chess Emperor, to think that you’ll be the one hosting this Divine Power Ranking battle.”
In the crowd, Lin Xuanji stood out and bowed to the white-robed scholar.
Within the crowd, some of Su Zimo’s acquaintances had already arrived.
Lin Xuanji, Ming Zhen and Demoness Ji had already entered the Mahayana realm and arrived in the ancient battlefield. However, their cultivation realms were only at the early-stage Mahayana realm and they could not take part in the fight for the Divine Power Ranking.
Su Zimo looked around but did not see the Asura, Yan Beichen.
“Hmph!”
The Chess Emperor blew his beard. “There’s still no news of your master after he ran into the Human Emperor’s Palace. As such, I have no other choice but to host it!”
The Chess Emperor was another Emperor of Enigma Palace.
Legend has it that the Chess Emperor loved chess more than anything else. His favorite thing in life was to specialize in chess and fight with others on the chessboard. In the end, he actually managed to create a Dao that belonged to him!
He reached the peak of his chess Dao and fused the legacy secret skills of Enigma Palace with his chess Dao, comprehending a supreme divine power that allowed him to become an Emperor!
The Chess Emperor could be considered an anomaly in the cultivation world.
“That’s enough,”
The Chess Emperor waved it off. “There’s no need for unnecessary formalities. Those who want to fight for a spot on the Divine Power Ranking, hurry and fight. Hurry and end it. I still have a deadlock on a chessboard waiting for me to resolve.”
With a look of impatience, the Chess Emperor urged the Mahayana Patriarchs below.
Patriarch Qi Huang, Patriarch Ji Lei and the others moved one after another and led the way into the golden regions enveloped by the Divine Power Ranking.
They were ranked on the Divine Power Ranking.
If anyone wanted their spots on the Divine Power Ranking, they would have to challenge them!
As for the emptied spots, they were free for all the other Patriarchs to fight for.
Monk Daming’s gaze swept past the Patriarchs on the Divine Power Ranking and finally landed on a person as he walked slowly towards the latter!
Rank 3 on the Divine Power Ranking, Patriarch Ji Lei!
“Just who is that person? He’s actually challenging Patriarch Ji Lei right away!”
“Judging from his cultivation realm, he’s only at the late-stage Mahayana realm and has yet to cultivate to the perfected Mahayana realm. How strong can he be?”
“I don’t know how strong he is. At the very least, he killed Rank 6 on the Divine Power Ranking.”
The surrounding Mahayana Patriarchs were merely watching the show.
However, Su Zimo was the only one who knew why Monk Daming targeted Patriarch Ji Lei.
“No wonder Patriarch Ji Lei could possess such strong blood qi despite his almost 80,000 years old lifespan. It’s because he cultivated the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra,”
Su Zimo glanced at Patriarch Ji Lei and turned towards another golden region.
“Desolate Martial is prepared to make a move as well!”
“By the looks of it, he seems to be headed for Patriarch Xu Jing.”
“Patriarch Xu Jing, Rank 21 on the Divine Power Ranking. Between him, Fei Duan and Yue Luo, he was the only one who survived the Ten Thousand Race Meet.”
Patriarch Xu Jing looked at the approaching Su Zimo with a grim expression and said slowly, “Why? Fellow Daoist Desolate Martial, are you looking to settle old scores with me?”
“Sort of,”
Su Zimo replied indifferently, “The Divine Power Ranking is a treasure passed down by the Human Emperor and protects the human race. You’re not worthy of being on it.”
That was his and Monk Daming’s choice.
Monk Daming chose to remove the Patriarchs on the Divine Power Ranking who cultivated the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra.
As for him, he chose to remove the Patriarchs of Heavenly Dipper Sect, Malevolent Earth Sect and Penglai Island!
The both of them were joining forces to remove the impurities of the Divine Power Ranking!
“Whether I’m worthy or not is not determined by you!”
Patriarch Xu Jing’s expression darkened. “Desolate Martial, I might be afraid if it’s your Dragon Phoenix True Body. Your Green Lotus True Body is only at the late-stage Mahayana realm. Hmph, if we fight with our full strength, nobody knows who the victor will be!”
“Is that so?”
Su Zimo did not stop and entered the golden light region. With a huge stride, he arrived before Patriarch Xu Jing in the blink of an eye and shouted, “Let me see what you have!”
Boom! Boom!
He flipped his palm and his blood qi burst forth with the sound of tsunami, releasing a torrential might that suppressed Patriarch Xu Jing!
“Asura Dao!”
Patriarch Xu Jing suddenly shouted.
A Mighty Figure appeared behind him like a fiendcelestial. It was indomitable with nine heads, eight legs and a thousand hands with a terrifying aura!
The Asura Dao was a greater divine power and one of the six Daos of the Buddhist monasteries.
Legend has it that Asuras were half human half-gods who were brave and loved to fight—they were extremely strong!
If one could cultivate the Asura Dao, the phantom of an Asura would descend and help cultivators fight against strong foes, causing their combat strength to increase exponentially!
“Extinguish!”
Su Zimo’s gaze intensified and green glows burst forth from his body, surging into the skies like a sharp sword qi!
Before the Asura could materialize, it was pierced by the green glows and dissipated after a momentary stalemate!
Patriarch Xu Jing’s expression changed!
The moment his greater divine power was released, it was destroyed by Su Zimo. However, Su Zimo’s attack did not stop at all and his gigantic palm descended.
Patriarch Xu Jing did not have the time to release a second divine power. He swiped his storage bag and withdrew a cold saber, slashing it towards Su Zimo’s wrist!
“Hmph!”
Su Zimo did not dodge or avoid and bent his fingers slightly. With a clang, a few fingernails that were sharp as daggers protruded and dug into Patriarch Xu Jing’s saber instantly!
Clang!
There was a crisp sound!
Patriarch Xu Jing’s saber could not advance and was locked by Su Zimo’s fingers without budging at all!
“Shatter!”
Su Zimo hollered and exerted strength with his fingertips.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Creaks sounded and cracks appeared on the saber one after another!
Psst!
Many Mahayana Patriarchs gasped in shock!
