"Senior, wait here. I'm going to kill a few people!" Su Mo told Qin Budai before flashing away.
Since he had nothing else to do, and the Witch Tribe trialists had come, Su Mo naturally had no intention of letting them off.
The scattered Witch Tribe geniuses were swiftly killed, and Su Mo once again obtained several divine elixirs, along with some resources and treasures.
At present, there were still more than four hundred Witch Tribe trialists remaining.
However, these people had also been frightened by Su Mo's slaughter. After the battle in the Western Sea, they had all scattered and no longer gathered together.
After killing several people, Su Mo reunited with Qin Budai and continued waiting.
Over the following three days, more than twenty Witch Tribe trialists gradually arrived on the plain, all of whom were slain by Su Mo.
By this time, Su Mo had pushed the Netherworld Demonic Eyes Martial Soul to its limit. He could see that, in distant places around the plain, many Witch Tribe geniuses were hiding.
It seemed that many people had come here, but upon discovering that Su Mo was guarding the plain, they did not dare approach at all.
Tens of thousands of miles away, within a dense bank of clouds high in the sky, more than a hundred Witch Tribe geniuses were concealed, and Wu Tianyu was among them.
"Brother Tianyu, we're in trouble this time. That native is guarding the plain. How are we supposed to leave?" said a burly, powerfully built Witch Tribe youth with an ugly expression.
"Yes, are we all going to die here?"
"That native is far too powerful. We're no match for him at all!"
"The spatial passage is about to open. He'll definitely guard it. We have to think of something!"
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