The entire Emperor Xuan Mountain Range fell silent once more. Everyone widened their eyes, staring at Wu Sen, staring at the only Martial Emperor in the Azure World.
In the entire Azure World, not many had ever seen Wu Sen. Only a small number of Martial Emperor Realm experts had been fortunate enough to see him before.
Su Mo's gaze was sharp as he too stared at the man who had suddenly arrived. He knew that this person was Wu Sen, the sect master of the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect.
Yet the other man's aura flickered in and out of existence, as though he were nothing more than an ordinary person, making it impossible to discern his depth.
"Are you Su Mo?" Wu Sen stood calmly, his black eyes incomparably cold and grim.
"Are you Wu Sen?" Su Mo did not answer directly, instead throwing the question back at him.
"So it really is you. Good!"
Wu Sen nodded slightly, a trace of a smile appearing in his dark eyes. "A mere ant at the Martial Emperor Realm Fourth Layer dares to battle this Emperor? The ignorant truly knew no fear!"
As soon as Wu Sen finished speaking, his aura suddenly surged. An overwhelmingly tyrannical presence erupted from him, blasting through the clouds and sweeping across heaven and earth.
This aura was vast, invincible, domineering, and irresistible!
The majestic pressure of an Emperor accompanied that aura, sweeping in all directions like a gale capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Rumble! Rumble!
Wherever the aura passed, space continuously collapsed, shattered, and was destroyed, as though the end of the world had arrived.
"Not good, retreat!"
"Leave quickly!"
"Run!"
Countless martial artists immediately retreated frantically, rapidly widening the distance between themselves and Wu Sen and Su Mo.
However, some of the weaker