Nine Duns of Qimen

The Sect Master of the Academy smiled gently. "His Green Lotus flesh is the most important thing in my chess game. How can I let him go?"

He glanced at Su Zimo. "As far as I know, this ancient star is called the Wither Star. Su Zimo, this is your fate."

"Your Grade 12 Creation Green Lotus body is destined to wither here!"

"Die!"

When he heard the Sect Master of the Academy's words, Su Zimo lowered his gaze and a hint of madness flashed through his eyes as he growled.

Suddenly, he tore apart a talisman in his hand and struck towards the Sect Master of the Academy not far away!

He had never given up.

Even if there was no hope or chance, he would not surrender!

Earlier on, Su Zimo was not idle during the conversation between the Sect Master of the Academy and Old Xuan.