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Chapter 984

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The giant tower descended from the sky towards Wu Shan and the other two, its majestic pressure causing the surrounding space to freeze.

Everyone who saw this was confused. They did not know who had launched a sneak attack on Wu Shan and the others.

Su Mo, who was chasing after Wu Shan, was shocked when he saw the tower.

He was very familiar with this tower. It was the Sky-burn Tower.

The Sky-burn Tower was the treasure of the Firescorching Palace of the Firmament Palace. Su Mo had obtained it in the Sky-burn Mansion and brought it back to the Firmament Palace to hand it over to the guardian puppet of the Firescorching Palace, Fire One.

Seeing the Sky-burn Tower falling from the sky, Su Mo immediately understood that it was Sikong Yan.

Sikong Yan was the descendant of the Firescorching Palace, so he would naturally inherit the Sky-burn Tower.

The Sky-burn Tower fell from the sky at an extremely fast speed. Before it even got close to the three of them, the bottom of the tower spewed out a blinding flame that enveloped them.

"What?"

The three of them turned pale. They were completely unprepared for this sudden turn of events.

Being enveloped by the flame, the extremely hot power of the fire property flooded their bodies as if it could incinerate them into nothingness.

The power of the fire property was so powerful that the Body-protection Dark Force of the three of them was incinerated in an instant.

The three of them were shocked and did not dare to be careless. Their Dark Force kept spewing out to protect themselves.

At this moment, the Sky-burn Tower had already descended upon them. The vast power of the fire property froze the space and created a powerful binding force that trapped the three of them under the tower.

Swoosh!

A figure fell from the sky and landed directly on the top of the Sky-burn Tower.

It was none other than Sikong Yan.

"Su Mo, what are you waiting for?" Sikong Yan shouted as he looked at Su Mo from the top of the tower.

He was too weak to take down Wu Shan and the other two. He was only able to trap them for a short period of time because of the power of the Sky-burn Tower.

Su Mo, who had been in a daze, suddenly came to his senses. He was overjoyed and rushed toward the three of them.

Before he reached Wu Shan, Su Mo controlled the nine Spiritual Swords to stab at the three of them.

Swish! Swish!

Swish! The Spiritual Swords pierced through the void and attacked the three of them.

"Scram!"

Wu Shan roared angrily and immediately blocked the spiritual sword. Skulls spewed out from his hands.

The other two experts from the Netherworld Devil Sect also attacked with all their might. Claw radiance and saber Qi flew toward Su Mo's Spiritual Sword.

However, Su Mo's Spiritual Sword was not affected by the fire property power at all, but Wu Shan and the other two were greatly affected.

Not only were their bodies being burned by the boundless fire attribute energy, but their attacks were also greatly weakened.

Chi chi chi chi!!

The nine Spiritual Swords were extremely sharp. They pierced through Wu Shan and the other two's attacks and landed on their bodies at lightning speed.

"Ahhhh!"

Shrill screams resounded. The heads of the two experts from the Netherworld Devil Sect were pierced by the spiritual swords. They immediately died and fell to the ground.

On the other hand, Wu Shan's two thighs and shoulders had been pierced by the spirit swords, and blood was gushing out.

It was not that Wu Shan had dodged Su Mo's Spiritual Sword, but that Su Mo had intentionally held back.

Su Mo wanted to exchange Wu Shan's life for Hong Qingxuan's, so of course he would not kill him.

Moreover, Wu Shan's body belonged to Li Feng, so Su Mo could not bear to destroy Li Feng's body.

"Damn it!"

Wu Shan's eyes widened and he roared angrily. He was bound by the fire property power of the tower. Otherwise, how could he have been injured by Su Mo?

"Break!" Wu Shan roared and thrust his spear upward. The sharp spear shadow struck the Sky-burn Tower with unparalleled power, trying to break the tower's restraint.

Boom! Boom!

Boom! The spear shadow struck the Sky-burn Tower, causing it to shake from side to side.

"Su Mo, hurry up, don't give him a chance!" Sikong Yan shouted anxiously. He was not strong enough and could not hold on for long.

"Go!"

Su Mo hurriedly controlled the nine Spiritual Swords to attack Wu Shan. Lightning flashed as they attacked.

Although Wu Shan tried his best to block, his strength was limited and he could not block all nine Spiritual Swords. He only managed to block four Spiritual Swords, while the other five all hit him.

Puff! Puff!

Puff! The Body-protection Dark Force was pierced, and blood spurted out. All five Spiritual Swords had pierced through Wu Shan's chest.

"Ah!"

Wu Shan screamed in agony. He was severely injured, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

The force of the Spiritual Swords wreaked havoc in his body, crushing his internal organs.

Su Mo was about to attack again to completely incapacitate Wu Shan, when he saw a flash of fire from the Sky-burn Tower and Wu Shan's figure disappeared.

"This is …!" Su Mo's eyes narrowed.

At this moment, Sikong Yan flew down from the Sky-burn Tower and landed in front of Su Mo. The Sky-burn Tower shrunk rapidly and flew into Sikong Yan's hand.

"It's done!" Sikong Yan smiled at Su Mo proudly.

"Where's Wu Shan? In the tower? "Su Mo asked uncertainly.

"That's right. No matter how strong he is, he's like a fish on the chopping block in the Sky-burn Tower," Sikong Yan said with a smile.

"Great!"

Su Mo was overjoyed to hear this. Now that he had captured Wu Shan, he was finally relieved.

"Sikong Yan, thank you so much!" Su Mo said sincerely as he patted Sikong Yan's shoulder.

Sikong Yan shook his head and said in a deep voice, "I should be the one thanking you. Without your help, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Sikong Yan sighed with emotion. When Su Mo said he would give him Good Fortune, he had thought that Su Mo was retarded. It turned out that he was the one who was retarded.

Now, he had become the descendant of the Firescorching Palace and cultivated Upper Imperial cultivation skills and martial arts techniques. His strength had improved by leaps and bounds.

Not only that, but he also had a treasure like the Sky-burn Tower.

Sikong Yan was riding on the crest of success. His path of martial arts was smooth sailing.

Although his current cultivation was not high, only at Lv 4 Martial King Realm, he had absolute confidence that within three years, no one in the younger generation of the Firmament World would be his match.

Of course, Su Mo, the Palace Master of the Firmament Palace, was an exception.

"You don't have to thank me. If you weren't talented enough, I wouldn't have chosen you!"

Su Mo shook his head and said, "Now, hand Wu Shan over to me!"

"Alright!"

Sikong Yan nodded and said, "Pull me into your Divine Map's Space! I have already condensed a Fighting Soul Seed! "

Sikong Yan did not want to stay in the Fighting Spirits' Plane any longer. He wanted to enter Su Mo's Divine Map's Space to cultivate.

"You have already condensed a Fighting Soul Seed? So fast? " Su Mo was surprised. They had only been in the Fighting Spirits' Plane for a few days, and Sikong Yan had already condensed a Fighting Soul Seed. This was too easy!

"Haha!"

Sikong Yan said with a proud expression, "Don't forget that I have a natural Fire Spiritual Build. My comprehension of Fire Ultimacy is ten times easier than that of ordinary martial artists!"

Su Mo understood. Indeed, a Fire Spiritual Build was highly compatible with Fire Ultimacy. It was reasonable that Sikong Yan could condense a Fighting Soul Seed so quickly.

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