Whoosh!
With a flicker, Su Mo appeared within the third layer's space.
This space was even more vast, stretching beyond the eye's reach, like a small world within a plane.
However, the somewhat hollow space appeared rather unreal.
Within this layer, Wu Ling's projection was still waiting. It stood high in the air, its eyes closed.
Whoosh!
Su Mo flew forward and stopped a hundred li away from his opponent.
"To reach the third layer, you are quite impressive!" Wu Ling's projection opened its eyes, gazed at Su Mo, and spoke calmly.
Su Mo paid it no heed. It was merely a projection with little consciousness; there was no need to respond.
Demonic power surged from his body, and Demonic Qi rolled forth. Standing amid a cloud of black mist, he seemed to have transformed into a demon.
"Your demonic cultivation technique is not simple. It should be Venerable-grade High-rank, I presume!" Wu Ling's projection said again, its expression growing slightly grave.
"Hm?" Su Mo was startled. He carefully examined the projection before him, a look of astonishment appearing on his face. He discovered that this projection was clearly different from the previous ones.
Though this projection was still at the Martial Emperor Realm, Third Layer, it was brimming with spirit and possessed a high degree of independent consciousness. It was no longer a mere projection.
"It seems you are not simple either!" A faint smile curled Su Mo's lips. His demonic cultivation technique was Saint-grade High-rank, but his mastery was still too shallow; he had only reached the First Layer.
"If you wish to defeat me, then show all your strength!" Wu Ling's projection said indifferently, and its aura immediately erupted.
A vast, majestic aura soared into the heavens, stirring the space and bearing down upon the eight directions.