Warrior's Promise

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There were hundreds of millions of martial artists in the Emperor Xuan Mountain Range. However, it was very silent.

Everyone stared up at the young man in the sky. He had stayed at the summit and dared to invite a Martial Emperor Realm expert to a battle.

Many people who knew Su Mo or were acquainted with him were in something of a trance.

It seemed that he had become a top expert from a junior genius in such a short instant. He took so little time that the others found it difficult to adapt.

He sat cross-legged in the void quietly, closing his eyes and calming his breath with fixed attention.

He had consumed a lot of blood essence to forge 15 Natal Spiritual Swords. He was exhausted and dispirited. Thus, he must reach peak status again within the shortest time.

Time went by slowly and the Emperor Xuan Mountain Range gradually became noisy again. The din reached the sky.

“Su Mo looks very confident!”

“It’s of no use. He doesn’t know how formidable a Martial Emperor expert could be.”

“Although Su Mo is so powerful, he is still not strong enough to defeat a Martial Emperor expert. There is no suspense in the upcoming battle!”

“…”

Countless martial artists were talking about the battle. Many people thought that the result was a foregone conclusion.

Many people thought that the Martial Emperor was a legendary figure in the Firmament World, a supreme great martial power. Thus, they were inclined to the Martial Emperor, believing he could destroy everything.

Listening to the talk about the battle, Su Mo remained calm and unaffected, even though the public was not enthusiastic about him.

He controlled his mental state. Only with a cool head could he display top combat strength. It was the only way he could have a chance to defeat Wu Sen.

He seemed to think of something and suddenly opened his eyes.

He rolled his eyes and located Zhan Luan, who was on a mountaintop in the distance.

“Brother Zhan, please go to the Firmament Palace with me after I kill Wu Sen.” Su Mo said in a clear loud voice which resonated in all directions.

Zhan Luan was surprised by his words. He looked at Su Mo confusedly and did not know why Su Mo had asked him to go to the Firmament Palace.

He did not know Su Mo well. They had only fought once before.

Right now, numerous martial artists in the Emperor Xuan Mountain Range were astounded after they heard Su Mo’s words.

Su Mo’s words had a deep meaning!

Kill Wu Sen?

“Is he so confident? He thinks that he is more powerful than a Martial Emperor expert?”

“How could it be?”

“Even if he really had the strength of a Martial Emperor, he could not kill Wu Sen, could he?”

“After all, defeat and killing are two very different things!”

“Is he confident or arrogant?”

Everybody was shocked and doubtful. They did not believe that Su Mo was able to defeat Wu Sen, let alone that he could kill the latter.

After a moment’s silence, Zhan Luan nodded and said, “If you survive this battle, I’ll go to the Firmament Palace!”

Zhan Luan did not know why Su Mo had wanted to see him but he still agreed to his request, on the condition that Su Mo did not die in battle.

If he survived this battle, it would show that he could still contend against a Martial Emperor, even if he was defeated.

Then, the Firmament Palace would be opposed to the Netherworld Devil Sect in the Firmament World. They would naturally have to support one side.

Zhan Luan and the Warlord Hall were more inclined to the Firmament Palace rather than the Netherworld Devil Sect.

Firstly, Su Mo was a great talent with immeasurable potential.

Secondly, the Netherworld Devil Sect was an evil force and related to the Trial Testers in countless ways.

“Hmmm!” Su Mo nodded as he heard this. He was reluctant to speak, closing his eyes once again and calming his breath.

He removed all distractions from his mind and calmed himself down, secretly pondering the 24 Constellations Sword Formation.

Time slipped away slowly.

About six hours later, a dark shadow appeared at the horizon.

Swoosh!

Just at the moment when the dark shadow appeared, Su Mo opened his eyes and stared at it very quickly.

The dark shadow blotted out the sky and loomed over the earth. It was really several black-robed figures, densely lined like locusts.

These were people from the Netherworld Devil Sect!

There were nearly 5,000 of them from the Netherworld Devil Sect. Most shockingly, all were Martial Royal Realm experts.

Of course, countless martial artists in the Emperor Xuan Mountain Range had seen these people from the Netherworld Devil Sect. Sighting them, they became uneasy and drew in a breath.

How could there be so many Martial Royal Realm experts in the Netherworld Devil Sect?

There might be as many Martial Royal Realm experts as the other forces.

How powerful the Netherworld Devil Sect was!

Leading the 5,000 Netherworld Devil Sect experts were four Emperors-to-be. They were Second Demon Elder, Yang Dingtian, Yin Zong, and Beitang Pinghua respectively.

The First Demon Elder was not here. He might have stayed back in the Devil Abyss.

Su Mo was startled by the power of the Netherworld Devil Sect. If there had been more Emperor-to-be experts, the Netherworld Devil Sect would have swept away the Firmament World.

Su Mo’s eyes surveyed the people but he did not find Sect Master Wu Sen because there was no Martial Emperor Realm expert among them.

However, he saw two familiar figures, Wu Shan and Huangfu Qing.

Right now, Wu Shan had also progressed in his cultivation. Like Su Mo, he had reached Lv 4 Martial Royal Realm.

Su Mo was not surprised. However, his superior strength was not worth mentioning now.

Somewhat to his surprise, Huangfu Qing still retained some of his strength after his cultivation had been destroyed.

“Qi Force?”

Su Mo looked at Huangfu Qing and sized him up carefully. He immediately discovered abundant Qi Force coursing through Huangfu Qing’s flesh and blood.

This showed that he must be a Body-refining Expert!

“Archean Dragonesque Elephant Skill!”

Su Mo felt a familiar aura emanating from Huangfu Qing. His Qi Force was the same as his. Huangfu Qing must have practiced the Archean Dragonesque Elephant Skill too.

Su Mo’s heart missed a beat.

He thought quickly and realized that Huangfu Qing must have obtained the skill from Li Feng.

After all, Li Feng had been a prisoner and Wu Shan had possessed his body.

A murderous intent crossed Su Mo’s mind. He glanced at Wu Shan and Huangfu Qing with piercing eyes like a keen blade.

However, Wu Shan and Huangfu Qing were not afraid at all. They stood outside the Emperor Xuan Mountain Range with the Netherworld Devil Sect experts, sneering with their eyes.

His strong killing desire had been kindled and Su Mo wanted to kill the two men. At this moment, however, the space 3,000 meters in front of him suddenly started fluctuating.

Buzz…

As the space fluctuated slightly, a tall and big figure suddenly appeared.

The figure, in a purple-black long robe, was more than 40 years old. He was tall and erect like a pine tree. His face was thin and his cheekbones were prominent, creating a grim and spiteful impression.

His eyes were as pitch-black as ink. People dared not to look into them, as they were like an endless abyss.

Most importantly, there was a black trident mark on his forehead. It was exactly like the Second Demon Elder’s.

He was none other than the Netherworld Devil Sect Master, Wu Sen.