Eternal Sacred King - Chapter 1273

Su Zimo looked around.

The Grand Primordium Ancient Temple carried everyone else and had long left Jade Toad Ridge.

He took out some elixirs to recover his Essence Spirit from his storage bag and took a rest.

Thereafter, he caught a random Mystic Mist Eagle in the surrounding forest and used it as his leg strength to walk towards the bamboo forest where Yan Beichen was in seclusion.

That way, he could recuperate and recover his strength while traveling.

The Mystic Mist Eagle traveled through the clouds at an extremely fast speed.

Su Zimo sat on the back of the Mystic Mist Eagle and recuperated while reminiscing about his bizarre experience.

The trip to the Grand Primordium Ancient Temple this time round was a calamity for most cultivators.

Of the 5,000-odd cultivators that entered, there would most likely be less than 10 that survived!

However, for Su Zimo, the tides turned and he obtained an unimaginable opportunity!

Even now, he could not understand why Dao Lord Blood Fiend would suddenly change his mind and let him off, even returning the complete Mingwang Prayer Beads to him!

The Mingwang Prayer Beads meant a lot to Su Zimo.

It was also an extremely significant boost to his combat strength.

That was because the two lost Buha Beads contained the two strongest Dharmic seals of the Daming Dharmic Seal, the Great Vajra Wheel Seal and Great Mount Meru Seal!

According to Monk Yuan Bei, those two Dharmic seals were the toughest and strongest!

Furthermore, an even stronger Dharmic art would be born if the six Dharmic seals were combined!

Su Zimo rubbed the Mingwang Prayer Beads gently and his heart skipped a beat as he recalled the way the white-robed man looked at it…

The white-robed man’s attitude towards him seemed to have shifted after he caught sight of the Mingwang Prayer Beads as well!

“What does Dao Lord Blood Fiend have to do with the Mingwang Prayer Beads?”

Su Zimo muttered, “Monk Daming should be the one related to the Mingwang Prayer Beads…”

All of a sudden!

Su Zimo’s voice stopped abruptly.

His eyes widened as he thought of an extremely terrifying and ridiculous possibility!

Could it be that the white-robed man he saw was not Dao Lord Blood Fiend, but Monk Daming?

That speculation was way too terrifying.

However, now that Su Zimo had recovered his energy, his thoughts were gradually clear. As he recalled everything that happened in the hall, he could not help but think in that direction!

The white-robed man could cultivate four Supreme Dharma Characteristics of the Buddhist monasteries, the four Guardian Vajras.

Furthermore, the reason why his attainments in Buuhism were so terrifying might be because the white-robed man was Monk Daming!

Actually, there were many traces of the Buddhist monasteries on the body of the white-robed man.

Su Zimo’s immediate assumption of the white-robed man was that he was Dao Lord Blood Fiend because the latter knew the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra.

However, that did not mean that the white-robed man was Dao Lord Blood Fiend.

After all, Su Zimo knew it as well!

He had learned the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra not long after he was trapped in the stone coffin. It was normal for the white-robed man to learn the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra after being trapped in the stone coffin for 40,000 years.

More importantly, Su Zimo recalled something.

The white-robed man admitted that he had met Su Zimo once before.

In fact, he had already admitted that he was the skeleton that revived in the underground fiend palace more than a hundred years ago!

However, right from the beginning, the white-robed man had never admitted that he was Dao Lord Blood Fiend!

The white-robed man once said, “Fiends can become Buhas and Buhas can become Fiends as well. There’s no difference between the two.”

Now that he thought about it, that seemed like an inspired statement!

That was the only explanation that made sense why the white-robed man’s attitude changed all of a sudden upon hearing Su Zimo’s identity as the successor of Daming Monastery.

In fact, he even took out his two Buha Beads and returned the complete Mingwang Prayer Beads to Su Zimo!

Even if Monk Daming turned into a fiend…

He possessed an inseverable connection towards Daming Monastery!

For the past hundred years, the Grand Primordium Ancient Temple had appeared many times on Tianhuang Mainland. However, it had never been to the North Region—that was most likely an attempt to avoid Daming Monastery.

However, what the white-robed man did not know was that Daming Monastery had already become a thing of the past.

Furthermore, given the seniority of Monk Daming, there was a high chance that he knew Monk Yuan Bei!

That might be the only old friend he knew.

“Could that be true?”

Su Zimo murmured with a lost expression.

Even if he thought of that possibility, he was unwilling to believe it in the depths of his heart.

Monk Daming, the titular disciple of Daming Monastery 40,000 years ago with a benevolent heart had been relegated to his current state in order to suppress Dao Lord Blood Fiend and save the masses?

Actually, Su Zimo already had an answer in his heart.

That was because he had cultivated the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra before as well.

To be precise, he had only cultivated a few Dharmic arts of the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra.

Even so, he nearly fell into the fiend Dao and became a bloodthirsty fiend!

Each time he activated the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra, he would develop a dependence on it.

The feeling of being able to obtain endless power through bloodthirst was truly unbearable!

Of course, deep in his heart, Su Zimo still believed that the white-robed man had not truly become a fiend like Dao Lord Blood Fiend.

At the very least, there was a sense of nostalgia and longing for Daming Monastery in the heart of the white-robed man.

Otherwise, the white-robed man would not have returned the complete Mingwang Prayer Beads to him or let him leave.

Perhaps in the heart of the white-robed man, he felt that he was no longer worthy of carrying this Dharmic weapon of Daming Monastery and that’s why he gave it to Su Zimo.

Of course, all of that was merely Su Zimo’s speculation.

There were still some questions that were difficult to explain.

For example, if the white-robed man was Monk Daming, why was he locked in that stone coffin?

Who was the one who inscribed the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra in the stone coffin?

Was everything done by Dao Lord Blood Fiend?

What was Dao Lord Blood Fiend’s motive for doing this?

The most important question was whether Dao Lord Blood Fiend was still alive!

Su Zimo could not help but recall the blood-colored human face that appeared in the Thousand Year Blood Sea back in Thousand Demon Valley.

Of course, there were still unresolved questions about the entire affair.

If the white-robed man was Monk Daming, it would mean that 40,000 years had passed for him!

How could Monk Daming not die after being trapped in the stone coffin for 40,000 years?

Even if there was a Mingwang Prayer Bead in the stone coffin that was made from Soul Nourishing Wood and could nurture one’s Essence Spirit, it could not extend the lifespan of a cultivator.

There must be something else that Su Zimo had not considered.

Unknowingly, an entire day had passed after he sorted out his thoughts.

Coupled with superior-grade elixirs, the Green Lotus True Body had mostly recovered.

“Go on.”

Rising, Su Zimo tapped the Mystic Mist Eagle beneath him with his feet and gave it a few bottles of elixirs as well as a Dharmic weapon.

After receiving its reward, the Mystic Mist Eagle could not help but rear its head and cry, wiping away the indignance in its heart.

Su Zimo smiled. No matter how fast the Mystic Mist Eagle was, it could not match him!

His figure transformed into a blazing golden streak of light and fled into the distance.

Su Zimo wanted to return to the bamboo forest as soon as possible and hand the Nine Revolutions Soul Return Elixir to Yan Beichen.