Looking at his own name on the True Saint Tablet, Su Mo sighed inwardly. He would soon be leaving the True Saint Realm, and what awaited him was a situation with nine deaths and only one chance of survival.
He had no confidence at all in using Wu Shang and the Witchman King to threaten the High Priest, but he could only do this, because he had no other way.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
At that moment, the more than forty geniuses who had left their names on the True Saint Tablet all flew toward it.
Seeing this, Su Mo immediately followed.
Then, he saw everyone press their palms against the True Saint Tablet.
A startling scene unfolded. The True Saint Tablet seemed not to be a solid object at all. Where their palms touched it, the stone tablet gradually distorted, then swallowed the geniuses one after another.
"Hm?" Su Mo raised his brows. The True Saint Tablet was actually this miraculous? Did one have to enter it to obtain True Saint Qi?
Seeing everyone vanish into the True Saint Tablet, Su Mo immediately raised his hand and pressed his palm against it.
Then, the surface of the tablet before him instantly distorted. An incomparably powerful suction force acted upon him and pulled him inside as well.
Inside the True Saint Tablet was an independent space, exceptionally bright.
Most striking of all, at the end of this space was an illusory spatial passage, leading who knew where!
"Could I leave the True Saint Realm from here?" Su Mo's heart jolted. If he could leave the True Saint Realm from here, would he not avoid facing the High Priest at the exit?
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!
Everyone flew toward the spatial passage, and Su Mo immediately flew over as well.
Before long, everyone