Peerless God Lord

Su Mo arrived at the mansion of the family leader, Bai Xinghe.

In the hall, Bai Xinghe, Bai Yi, and more than a dozen senior members of the Bai family were present.

Of course, Bai Yan's father Bai Feng was not here.

Bai Yan's father, Bai Feng, was stationed elsewhere and would take decades to come back.

When Su Mo came to the hall, all these people stared at him with big eyes, as if they were looking at monsters.

"Bo Yan, how can your power of law be so powerful?"

Bai Yi was the first to ask. He felt very uncomfortable that his son had been defeated.

"What's wrong? Can't my power of law be strong?" Su Mo asked.

"You...!" Bai Yi's tone suddenly stopped, and Su Mo was speechless.

"Bo Yan, what your uncle means is why your power of law has developed so fast? It seems that your power of law only entered the mid-eighth level five years ago. In just five years, your power of law has It is really a miracle that we have actually entered the late ninth level!" Bai Xinghe said in a deep voice.

Such a big progress, such a big leap, even a super genius with a large supply of top-notch resources would take hundreds of years to achieve.

However, it is incredible that Bai Yan only took five years.

"Haha, grandpa, maybe I can be called a late bloomer!" Su Mo laughed with a proud look on his face.

He did not explain deliberately. The more he explained, the bigger the loopholes became. This Bai Xinghe was a powerful person in the Pitian realm and could not be easily deceived.

Therefore, it is best not to explain.

"Maybe, it's a good thing anyway!" Bai Xinghe nodded slightly, with some emotion in his heart.

I thought that Bai Li was the best backer of the Bai family, but I didn't expect that Bai Yan, who had always been lazy, was the real one.

"Grandpa, what's the quota for the Soul Pavilion?" Su Mo stared at Bai Xinghe expectantly, looking extremely worried.

"Grandpa is true to his word. Since I promised you, the spot will naturally be yours!" Bai Xinghe said solemnly.

"Haha!" Su Mo was overjoyed and laughed heartily, completely ignoring Bai Yi who looked gloomy at the side.

"Bo Yan, don't be complacent. Young people need to get rid of impetuousness and have a strong will to go further!" Bai Xinghe scolded with a straight face.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yan remembers grandpa's teachings!"

Su Mo quickly admitted his mistake and said with a smile, "Then I'll go back first and make some preparations for going to the Eighth City later."

After saying this, Su Mo immediately turned around and left with a proud look on his face.

When he returned to his mansion and entered his room, the proud look on Su Mo's face immediately disappeared.

"Quite smoothly!"

Su Mo secretly thought that the Bai family was just a springboard for him. Going to the Soul Pavilion in the Eighth City was the real beginning.

After thinking for a moment, Su Mo left his mansion.

He doesn't need to practice, and he can't practice. If his cultivation improves too quickly, it will definitely not fit the situation.

Therefore, during his trip to the Eighth City, his mission was to wander.

Just like Bai Yan before, enjoying himself to the fullest is in line with Bai Yan's normal situation.

So Su Mo went to the Slave Garden Palace to select female slaves.

In the Slave Garden Palace, although all the slaves from the original world have been picked out, there are still many slaves living in it.

Su Mo randomly selected more than twenty female slaves and took them back to his mansion, where they played openly and openly every day.

Not only that, he also invited some familiar descendants of the Bai family to come to his courtyard to drink and have fun together every day.

In fact, a few days later, even Bai Li, who was defeated by Su Mo, came to drink and talk with everyone.

Chengfeng, Quan Ruhai and Ning Piaoying seemed to have become real slaves, serving around Su Mo.

As the days passed, everything was normal, and no one thought there was anything unusual about 'Bo Yan'.

On this day, Bai Xinghe sent a token representing the soul pavilion's quota, an iron plate engraved with a large number of runes.

There are only three days left before the Eighth City Soul Pavilion recruits people.

After receiving the token, Su Mo immediately packed up and said goodbye to Bai Xinghe.

Immediately, he took three servants including Quan Ruhai and left the City of Baiyuan and headed for the Eighth City.

The eighth city of the Yangyang Tribe branch is not too far away from the City of Hundred Resentments. It only takes a dozen hours to reach it at the speed of a normal Creation Realm powerhouse.

Just a few hours after Su Mo left the City of Hundred Resentments, a group of strong soul clan men rushed into the City of Hundred Resentments and headed straight for the Bai family.

"Where's Bai Yan?"

The leader, a middle-aged man from the Soul Clan, had a sinister face and an intimidating aura. He led dozens of people and rushed into Bai's house, and immediately shouted loudly.

"what happened?"

"It's from the Di family!"

"What are they here for?"

The arrival of this group of people immediately alarmed the entire Bai family, and many people from the Bai family hurriedly walked out.

"Marquis Di, what's your purpose of breaking into my Bai family so unscrupulously?" Bai Xinghe's face was as gloomy as water, and he loudly asked the middle-aged soul clan leader.

Although the Bai family is far less powerful than the Di family, how can they be so presumptuous when the other party is just a Taoist backer.

"Master Bai, where is your Bai Yan?" Di Hou asked gloomily.

"What do you want from Bai Yan?" Bai Xinghe asked.

"To be honest with Master Bai, my son Dion has died!" Di Hou said with a painful expression.

"Oh, such a thing happened, who did it?" Bai Xinghe was slightly shocked. Dion was a direct descendant of the Di family. He was the grandson of Di Huo, one of the three strongest men of the Di family. Being killed was not a small matter.

"I don't know, but the place where Dion fell was in the Yuanshi World, and Bo Yan and Dion went to the Yuanshi World together." Di Hou shook his head and said.

"The two of them have actually been to the Yuanshi World!"

Bai Xinghe's face darkened, and he frowned and asked, "You don't think it was Bo Yan who killed Dion, do you? This is definitely impossible!"

"Master Bai has misunderstood. Dion may have died at the hands of others. When Dion and Bai Yan went to the Yuanshi World, Su Mo, the ruler of the Yuanshi World, appeared and killed a large number of people from our Soul Clan; Dion It is possible that he encountered his murderous hand; this junior just wanted to find out more about Bai Yan." Di Hou shook his head and said.

"I see!"

Bai Xinghe nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and said: "Bo Yan went to the Soul Pavilion in the Eighth City. I asked Bai Yi to take you to find him."

After saying this, Bai Xinghe nodded to Bai Yi beside him. The meaning in his eyes was to protect Bai Yan and not be persecuted by the Di family.

"Yes, father!"

Bai Yi nodded, turned to look at Di Hou, and said, "Brother Di Hou, let's go to the eighth city."

Di Hou nodded, and then he led the people to follow Bai Yi and left Baiyuan City, rushing towards the Eighth City.

Di Hou was very anxious. He was furious. His son died tragically for no reason. He must find out the reason and take revenge.

If it was Su Mo from the Primordial World who did it, he would search the entire Primordial World to find this person.

If it was done by other warriors in the Yuanshi world, then the entire Yuanshi world would be punished and the Yuanshi world would have to pay for the eternal memory that will never be erased.