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Chapter 678

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The Blood-plate Manor covered a vast area of thousands of acres.

The Talents' Grand Gathering was held in the backyard of the Blood-plate Manor.

A square with a radius of more than 10 kilometers was paved with white marble, shining with a milky white light.

Around the square, there were dozens of magnificent pavilions. The pavilions were arranged in picturesque disorder, surrounding the square in the center.

These pavilions were large and spacious enough to easily accommodate hundreds of people.

Among them, there were seven pavilions that were taller and more conspicuous than the others.

Above each of the seven pavilions hung a nameplate with the name of each faction written on it.

These were the names of the seven superpowers in the East Continent!

When Su Mo and the others arrived, many of the pavilions were already full of people.

Noisy discussions rose and fell one after another.

These people were all experts. The lowest cultivation was at the True Darkness Realm, and there were many Martial King and Martial Royal Realm experts of the older generation.

Su Mo's arrival inevitably attracted a lot of attention.

"Brother Huangfu!"

"Brother Huangfu!"

Many experts of the older generation greeted Huangfu Qing when they saw him.

"Haha, nice to meet you all!"

Huangfu Qing smiled and cupped his fists at the crowd.

Although they belonged to different powers, and sometimes even fought openly and secretly, they seemed to be harmonious on the surface.

The crowd's eyes first fell on Huangfu Qing, and then on Su Mo and the others.

However, their cultivation was not high. Jun Wuxi, the highest among them, was only at Lv 6 True Darkness Realm, so they did not pay much attention to him.

A few young geniuses recognized Su Mo and looked interested. After all, Su Mo had become quite famous in the East Continent recently.

However, they were only interested. After all, Su Mo's cultivation was too low to attract their attention.

One of the seven largest pavilions had a nameplate of the Celestialspirit Sect. Huangfu Qing led Su Mo and the others straight in.

The pavilion was spacious, and there were nearly 200 rosewood chairs arranged neatly. Su Mo and the others sat down on the chairs.

The other eight peaks of the Celestialspirit Sect had not arrived yet. Su Mo and the others were the first to arrive.

Sitting in the pavilion, Su Mo began to size up the people in the other pavilions.

The smaller pavilions had fewer people, and they were all members of the Eastern Continent's superpowers, second only to the seven superpowers. There were not many people qualified to participate in the Geniuses' Feast, and each pavilion only had a dozen or so people.

As for the other six pavilions, three of them were empty. It was obvious that the people from the respective forces had not arrived yet.

Only three pavilions were already filled with people. One of the pavilions was especially eye-catching. Most of them were dressed in black robes and were obviously from the Cold-blood Hall.

There were many people from Cold-blood Hall. They were led by ten senior experts and had no less than a hundred disciples.

Su Mo was shocked when he saw the middle-aged man leading the Cold-blood Hall.

This person was dressed differently from the others from Cold-blood Hall. He wore a blood-red robe, as if he had walked out of a pool of blood. Not only that, his hair and eyebrows were also blood-red.

"Is that him?"

Su Mo narrowed his eyes and immediately recognized the man.

Back in the Firmament Palace, when he was about to kill Xue Mo, Xue Mo had summoned a blood-red figure. It was this man.

As if he had sensed Su Mo's gaze, the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Su Mo. Two sharp rays of blood-red light shot out from his eyes.

"Uh!"

Su Mo's body shook, and there was a loud bang in his head. A trace of blood immediately flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Hmm?"

Huangfu Qing, who was sitting next to Su Mo, waved his hand and a transparent air shield protected Su Mo.

"Blood Emperor, do you want to fight me?"

Huangfu Qing looked at the middle-aged man in scarlet clothes and shouted coldly.

The middle-aged man sneered and said in a hoarse voice, "Huangfu Qing, is this your disciple? Not bad! "

The conflict between Huangfu Qing and the middle-aged man in the blood-red robe made all the other people in the pavilions stop talking and look at them in surprise.

"Blood Emperor, you hurt my disciple in front of me. Do you think I don't exist?" Huangfu Qing stared coldly at the middle-aged man with eyes as sharp as a knife.

If it had been someone else who provoked him, Huangfu Qing would have killed him with one move. However, even he was afraid of the middle-aged man.

This man was the Blood Emperor, the Deputy Hall Master of the Cold-blood Hall. He was second only to the Hall Master of the Cold-blood Hall and was extremely powerful.

Hearing Huangfu Qing's words, the Blood Emperor smiled disdainfully. "Huangfu Qing, if you think that you can defeat me, I don't mind fighting you. But if you can't, then don't disturb this event."

"You …!" Huangfu Qing's expression froze. Then, he slowly suppressed his anger. He was indeed not confident that he could defeat this man.

Then, the two stopped talking. They both knew each other's strength and would not really fight. It was just a verbal exchange.

But obviously, Huangfu Qing was rendered speechless by the other party.

"Su Mo, are you alright?" Huangfu Qing looked at Su Mo and asked with a frown.

"I'm fine. Don't worry, Master!"

Su Mo shook his head. Perhaps the Blood Emperor did not want to anger Huangfu Qing, so he did not hurt Su Mo badly.

"That's good!" Huangfu Qing nodded and turned over his palm. An aquamarine elixir appeared in his hand.

"Take this elixir and you'll recover immediately!" Huangfu Qing said.

"Thank you, Master!" Su Mo did not refuse. He took the elixir and swallowed it.

As soon as the elixir entered his stomach, it turned into a warm current that washed through his body, making him feel extremely comfortable.

Su Mo's injuries were quickly healed by this warm current.

"What a powerful healing elixir!"

Su Mo was shocked. The efficacy of this elixir was a hundred times stronger than the best healing elixir he had ever taken.

In just two breaths, Su Mo's injuries had recovered.

Although his injuries had recovered, Su Mo's heart was cold. The Cold-blood Hall had gone too far!

Su Mo felt a cold gaze coming from the pavilion of the Cold-blood Hall. He raised his head and looked over.

Behind the Blood Emperor, there was another person dressed in blood-red clothes, but this person was a young man.

It was Xue Mo!

Xue Mo was staring at Su Mo with a cold smile on his face.

"Su Mo, long time no see! I didn't expect you to join the Celestialspirit Sect! "

Xue Mo's lips moved slightly, and his cold voice reached Su Mo's ears through the Dark Force telepathy.

Su Mo did not reply. He just narrowed his eyes and looked at Xue Mo with killing desire surging in the depths of his eyes.

"I have never forgotten what happened back then. You will pay with your life!" Xue Mo's voice continued.

Back in the Firmament Palace, Xue Mo had almost been killed by Su Mo. If he had not summoned his father's consciousness at the critical moment, he would not have been able to escape.

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