Qian Huan Evil King's voice reverberated in the space and Su Mo heard it clearly.
His face couldn't help but sink, a sharp coldness flashed through his eyes. This Qian Huan Heretic Lord was too arrogant.
Su Mo suddenly turned his head to look at Qian Huan Evil King. Both of them stared at each other.
"In my eyes, you are nothing!" Su Mo said flatly. Although his voice was not loud, it was like thunder exploding in everyone's ears.
Ah ~ ~
Upon hearing this, the woman in a red dress, Ye Qiuhong, and the others were dumbfounded, their faces filled with astonishment.
They could not believe that Su Mo was looking down on Qian Huan Evil King. It was unimaginable.
An Upper Level 2 Martial Artist was looking down on an Upper Level 3 Martial Artist, and an Upper Level 3 Martial Artist at that.
"You …!"
Qian Huan Evil King was also stunned. He had never thought that a Lower Level 2 Martial Artist would insult him like that.
In an instant, his face alternated between green and purple. It was simply ever-changing, and the degree of brilliance was simply indescribable.
"You … are … courting … death!" Qian Huan Evil King roared angrily. His eyes were filled with killing desire and his powerful aura shot up to the sky.
However, he did not attack because he could not attack on the steps of the Sacrificial Altar. Although he was furious, he did not let it get to his head.
"Idiot!"
Su Mo sneered and turned his head, ignoring Qian Huan Evil King.
"You … Damn it!"
Qian Huan Evil King was completely enraged. His black hair stood on end and his eyes were frightening.
The anger in his heart was about to explode, and his body was trembling slightly because of his excessive anger.
Die!
This man had to be killed. He had to be killed in the cruelest way possible. Only then would he be able to vent his anger.
Below, Ye Qiuhong and the others slowly retreated down the steps.
The Sword Crystal was about to disappear and there was no need for them to stay on the steps.
Moreover, when Qian Huan Evil King attacked in anger, his power would be terrifying. They had to stay far away to avoid being implicated.
On the Sacrificial Altar, Su Mo looked at the Sword Crystal with a dazzling light in his eyes.
However, at this moment, the Sword Crystal seemed to be much smaller than it was at the beginning. It was probably because of the loss of energy that caused it to shrink.
"How do I collect it?" Su Mo was bewildered. After pondering for a while, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the Sword Crystal.
At this moment, the Sword Crystal melted like an ice sculpture and quickly turned into water. It flowed into Su Mo's body through his palm.
When this stream of water entered Su Mo's body, it was like nectar that shook his heart and mind. Su Mo's Primordial Spirit was enveloped in a warm current.
Then, Su Mo's three Primordial Spirits grew rapidly, as if they had taken a powerful pill.
"What a mysterious power!"
Su Mo's eyes lit up. At this rate of growth, his Invincible Fighting Qi and Primordial Spirit power would increase by nearly 10% when all the Sword Crystals were used up.
As for the Omni Transformation Divine Sword Primordial Spirit, it should be able to grow by more than ten percent.
Although 10% was not a lot, it was an earth-shattering change for a martial artist of Su Mo's level.
Of course, as for devouring Primordial Spirits, the growth was extremely slow and negligible.
Su Mo did not know why devouring Primordial Spirits did not strengthen, but he thought that it must be because Devouring Primordial Spirits were too special.
He was already quite shocked. He had never heard of a treasure that could strengthen Primordial Spirit power. This Sword Crystal was really mysterious.
After about two breaths, the Sword Crystal completely disappeared and turned into water that flowed into Su Mo's body.
In the instant that the Sword Crystal disappeared, space trembled slightly, and the mysterious energy contained within the altar also disappeared.
Rumble!
There was a loud noise and the altar split apart, revealing a passage below.
"Die!"
At this moment, an angry shout rang out and shook the surroundings.
Qian Huan Evil King attacked. He opened his palm and slapped Su Mo's back.
This palm was very powerful. Although it was just a normal attack and not a unique skill, one could imagine the power of Qian Huan Evil King.
Rumble!
The void shook and the palm print was like a millstone. It was incomparably solid, wrapped in a monstrous power, and directly hit Su Mo's back.
"Get lost!"
Su Mo shouted coldly. He suddenly turned around and also slapped out with his palm.
How could he not be prepared? Qian Huan Evil King had already threatened him twice before, so he was naturally prepared to fight.
Boom!
There was a deafening explosion as Su Mo's palm violently hit the incoming palm print.
In an instant, the palm print broke into pieces and turned into thousands of powerful Qi that shot out in all directions.
Su Mo stood tall on the cracked altar. His body only shook slightly, but he did not take a step back.
"What?" Qian Huan Evil King's eyes widened in disbelief when he saw this.
Although it was just a casual blow, the power was not weak. It was enough to easily kill a Middle Rank 3 Talent.
However, such a blow could not defeat an Upper Rank 2 Martial Artist. How was this possible?
Ah?
Ye Qiuhong and the others, who had already hidden far away, were shocked when they saw this scene. Their eyes were wide open and they could not believe what they saw.
They had clearly seen the power of Qian Huan Evil King's palm. It was absolutely terrifying.
However, such a powerful palm strike had been easily blocked!
Who was this Rank 2 Martial Artist? How could he be so powerful?
Ye Qiuhong and the others were utterly astonished. Even ordinary geniuses would not be able to possess such a battle prowess.
"Since you want to die, I will grant you your wish!"
Standing on the altar, Su Mo's aura was magnificent. There was no fear on his face. With a flash of sword radiance, a long sword appeared in his hand.
He was not worried that things would get out of hand. On the contrary, he was more than happy to be able to devour a powerful Primordial Spirit and Blood Force.
"Ha ha ha!"
Qian Huan Evil King's body slowly rose into the air. He was so angry that he laughed. His face was full of malice.
Although he was surprised by Su Mo's strength, his desire to kill Su Mo did not diminish.
After a while, Qian Huan Evil King flew into the air and looked down at Su Mo. He said sternly, "Brat, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant. You do have some strength. However, no matter how powerful you are, you will die today!"
"What else?" Su Mo asked flatly, his face expressionless.
Qian Huan Evil King was speechless. He was arrogant?
It was obviously Su Mo who was arrogant and despotic. Now, he was the one being arrogant!
"I have said that your blood will stain the altar!" Qian Huan Evil King's killing desire surged. A bright silver long sword appeared in his hand.
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