Witch Demon's reputation in Black Obsidian City was immense. Among those of the same realm, practically no one could match him!
Perhaps a scant few possessed strength no weaker than Witch Demon's, yet they did not dare battle him lightly. His methods were too bizarre; once defeated, death was certain.
And Witch Demon's Battle Soul was extraordinarily special, an anomaly found once in a hundred million.
His Battle Soul was a dream!
It was known as the Dream Demon Battle Soul!
Su Mo's heart grew slightly grave. He did not fear powerful opponents, but bizarre methods were truly difficult to deal with.
At that moment, the black-robed Witch Demon was also looking at Su Mo. Their eyes met, sparking invisible flames.
"You're quite arrogant!" Witch Demon spoke, his voice somewhat hoarse and stiff.
"Am I?" Su Mo shrugged, neither confirming nor denying it.
"I challenge you. Do you dare accept?"
Witch Demon stood up and said indifferently, "Don't answer too quickly. I'll give you time to consider it, because among those of the same rank, no one who dared fight me has ever survived!"
Witch Demon's voice was not loud, but the confidence within it stood higher than mountains and deeper than seas. It was an iron-blooded confidence forged from invincibility among his peers.
The entire martial arena fell silent. Everyone's gaze landed on Su Mo again, wanting to see whether he would dare accept the challenge.
Once Su Mo accepted, he was practically doomed!
Witch Demon's strength was not actually very great, but his methods were unmatched in their strangeness. Even those far stronger than him had met their bitter end at his hands.
Su Mo's face remained expressionless. In Wu Chen's memories, Witch Demon's name had also been as thunderous as a ringing bell.
"Dream Demon Battle Soul?"