It had to be said that this was an almost perfect assassination attempt!
Hidden Death Sect, one of the seven fiend sects!
The cultivator in Heavenly Dipper Sect’s robes behind the two sect masters was not from Heavenly Dipper Sect at all, but a Mahayana Patriarch of Hidden Death Sect!
Actually, the attack of the two sect masters of Heavenly Dipper Sect and Malevolent Earth Sect was not a coincidence.
If the two sect masters could injure Su Zimo severely, that would be for the best.
Even if they could not, it did not matter.
Therefore, the two sect masters attacked to anger Desolate Martial and make him take the initiative to lure out this fatal sword!
The Patriarch of Hidden Death Sect believed that this sword strike was enough to kill Desolate Martial!
Unfortunately, although he predicted everything, he did not expect Desolate Martial to possess an unfathomable spirit perception.
The cicada senses autumn coming before the wind even starts to blow.
Su Zimo had long sensed danger!
‘The sword did not cause any ripples. However, Su Zimo’s head was suddenly reared and his entire body was almost laid flat in midair!
“Mmm?
The Patriarch of Hidden Death Sect narrowed his eyes.
The attack missed!
To be precise, Su Zimo did not dodge because he attacked.
The moment he attacked, Su Zimo had already dodged!
Swoosh!
Apair of wings grew from Su Zimo’s back and lightning enveloped his body as he turned into a golden streak of light and sped behind!
“Hmph!”
With his location exposed, the Patriarch of Hidden Death Sect no longer hid himself and sneered, “You still want to escape from my sword?”
The Patriarch of Hidden Death Sect did not retract his sword after his attack missed; he merely flicked his wrist.
‘As though it was sentient, the slender sword bent down and its tip pointed down, piercing more than ten times towards Su Zimo!
Poof! Poof! Poof!
Arrows of blood spewed out, rising to the highest point before scattering down.
“What’s going on?!”
“Desolate Martial is injured!”
“Who was that? That aura doesn’t seem to belong to a Conjoint Body Mighty Figure. It’s… a Mahayana Patriarch!”
“Desolate Martial is definitely dead now that a Patriarch attacked!”
The crowd exclaimed.
Allliving beings were shaken.
‘A Mahayana Patriarch had appeared even before the commencement of the Ten Thousand Race Meet!
“Hidden Death Sect?”
The eyes of the Palace Lord of Enigma Palace widened in disbelief.
“First!”
“Zimo!”
Monkey and the others looked at the figure that fell from midair and shouted with furious expressions.
“Theard that many cultivators of Hidden Death Sect died in the hands of Desolate Martial. That might be the reason.”
Right then, just as the figure in midair was about to fall to the ground, his body moved. He stood up and landed on the ground!
‘The figure staggered and was drenched in blood. However, he was not dead!
Psst!
The living beings of the ten thousand races gasped.
He was not dead?
This was an assassination attempt by a Mahayana Patriarch of Hidden Death Sect. Even Patriarchs and experts of the ten thousand races might not be able to survive!
Su Zimo clutched his chest and his face was somewhat pale. He glared at the Patriarch of Hidden Death Sect not far away with a cold gaze.
The Patriarch of Hidden Death Sect looked like an ordinary middle-aged man—he was the type that no one would notice if he was thrown into the crowd.
However, such a person was the most suitable for assassination!
Every single stab penetrated his Green Lotus True Body!
‘That seemingly unassuming thin sword was the Dharmic treasure of a Patriarch!
Only Dharmic treasures could penetrate Su Zimo’s Grade 7 Green Lotus True Body.
Every single stab was fatal and dealt serious injuries; one of them even pierced his heart!
“You’re quite capable to be able to escape from my hands alive,”
The Patriarch of Hidden Death Sect said indifferently.
“Why did you attack me?”
Su Zimo asked coldly.
“Tallowed him to,”
Right then, the voice of Savage Eye sounded from the side.
Su Zimo was slightly stunned before realization flashed through his eyes.
Earlier on, the young masters of the primordial races were forced into an extremely sorry state by him.
Because he was blinded, Su Zimo was not bothered by his actions.
Now that he thought about it, that scene should have been when Savage Eye informed the Patriarch of Hidden Death Sect to prepare to attack!
“In that case, Hidden Death Sect has already submitted to the Heavenly Eye race?”
Su Zimo asked with a mocking expression and a sneer.
The Mahayana Patriarch of Hidden Death Sect was no ordinary cultivator.
But now, the fact that he was subservient to the young master of the Heavenly Eye race was proof of something!
The Patriarch of Hidden Death Sect was expressionless and remained silent.
Savage Eye nodded instead. “That’s right! Hidden Death Sect has already submitted to the Heavenly Eye race in advance!”
Many cultivators were silent and exchanged glances—all of them could see the hesitation, ambivalence and fear in their eyes.
The sect masters of Sword Sect, Chaos Essence Sect, Glass Palace and the other super sects chose to remain silent.
‘The Patriarch of Hidden Death Sect was silent for a long time before saying slowly, “We can’t hide from everybody. Every single Heavenly Eye race being can see through our tracks.”
“The secret skills of Hidden Death Sect can’t be hidden from the Heavenly Eye! Hidden Death Sect has no other choice!”
