Su Mo quickly climbed the stairs and arrived in the space of the Second Layer.
The Second Layer was no different from the First Layer, except that it was far more spacious, seemingly spanning tens of thousands of miles.
Wu Ling's projection was already waiting for him in midair.
Whoosh!
With a leap, Su Mo flew into the air and stood facing his opponent.
"To reach the Second Layer, you can be considered a true genius within our tribe!" Wu Ling's projection spoke, its voice indifferent and devoid of the slightest emotion.
Su Mo was surprised upon hearing this. Could this projection possess thoughts and consciousness?
However, after studying it for a moment, he dismissed the idea. Wu Ling's projection wore a blank expression, its eyes lifeless. It clearly had no consciousness. Even if it did, it would only possess rudimentary battle awareness.
"Slash!"
Su Mo had no interest in speaking with a projection. He immediately sent out a probing sword strike. The sword light blazed brilliantly, demonic might rolling forth as it shot straight at Wu Ling's projection.
Rumble!
Wu Ling's projection attacked again, extending one finger and firing the same beam of finger force.
This finger strike was clearly much more powerful. Vast finger force formed a rapidly spinning pillar of light more than a dozen zhang in diameter, its might towering to the heavens.
The pillar of light swiftly met Su Mo's Sword Qi, its overwhelming momentum resembling an enormous Raging Dragon roaring across the skies.
In the next instant, the Sword Qi and pillar of light collided head-on.
Boom!
With an earth-shaking explosion, the Sword Qi and pillar of light both burst apart. Forceful Energy swept outward in vast waves.
"Truly extraordinary!" Su Mo was somewhat surprised. A projection with fifty percent strength was not merely