The Witchman King felt it was very likely. Su Mo definitely possessed a great treasure on him, or else he would not be so composed.
However, the huge gap in cultivation could not be bridged by ordinary great treasures; even average sacred artifacts were useless.
"My strength is greater than yours, so of course I have confidence!" Su Mo said expressionlessly.
"Hahaha!!"
Hearing this, the Witchman King laughed loudly with a face full of mockery, and said, "Your strength is greater than mine? That is simply a joke!"
With that, his entire body's aura surged, and he did not want to waste any time anymore.
Boom! Boom!
With a thought, illusory figures rose up behind the Witchman King, which were precisely his Purple Flood Dragon Battle Soul and Heavenly Demon Tiger Battle Soul, and a powerful fierce baleful intent permeated the four directions.
Although the Witchman King was confident, he did not underestimate Su Mo, and right from the start he deployed his two battle souls, preparing to crush and forcefully capture Su Mo with overwhelming momentum.
Having utilized the power of the twin Battle Souls, the Witchman King's momentum was incomparably formidable, taking on the appearance of a god and devil with a terrifying aura.
In the distance, everyone watched fixedly, wanting to see whether Su Mo's true strength was truly monstrous or just an undeserved reputation, and it would soon be revealed.
Outside the True Saint Realm, millions of martial artists were all watching the projections.
"Do you guys think Su Mo is a match for the Witchman King?"
"Definitely not. I know this Witchman King; he is a monstrous genius of the Witch tribe's Tianming Star lineage with a cultivation of the Martial Emperor Realm, Ninth Layer, and his combat strength is not the least bit weaker