On the northern spectator stand, Yun Youyou narrowed her pretty brows, inwardly feeling that this Su Mo was perhaps a bit too arrogant.
Fighting four opponents single-handedly, and against monstrous geniuses like Yan Lan Tian and the others at that—among martial artists at the Martial Emperor realm, surely no one across the entire Mingxu Star River could achieve such a feat!
Perhaps after she reached the Martial Emperor Realm, Ninth Layer, she might be able to manage this step, but with a cultivation of the Martial Emperor Realm, Eighth Layer, the possibility was infinitesimally small.
Only Elder Yin Ze had bright eyes and a smile on his face, as if he could see right through Su Mo.
On the battle stage.
Su Mo stood facing Yan Lan Tian and the other three, their sharp, blade-like gazes clashing directly in mid-air and causing the void to be continuously torn open with countless fissures.
The auras of Yan Lan Tian and the three others all erupted, resembling a collapsing mountain and a raging tsunami, sweeping forward in massive, rolling waves as they violently charged at Su Mo.
Lei Yunhao belonged to the Demon Race and possessed no battle soul, but lightning flickered all over his body, brimming with a destructive aura.
Yan Lan Tian belonged to the Black Flame Tribe, and his battle soul was precisely the Destined Black Flame. Blazing black flames surged across his entire body, transforming him into a human pillar of black fire whose terrifying and scorching flame energy completely incinerated the surrounding space.
The battle souls of Ling Feng and Zhuo Jianhao were successively released.
Ling Feng's battle soul was rather peculiar, appearing as a cluster of pale white points of light; it was impossible to tell what kind of battle soul it actually was.
As for