Wu Ren stepped into the void, walking with large strides until he stopped about a hundred miles ahead of Su Mo, his gaze chillingly fixed on him.
Below the two of them lay the Demon Abyss, ink-black and bottomless.
"You have quite the courage!" Wu Ren said coldly. In his view, Su Mo's daring to single-handedly contend and compete with them showed a decent amount of grit.
"Courage is strength!" Su Mo said calmly, his face devoid of the slightest trace of fear.
"Strength?"
Hearing this, Wu Ren let out a cold laugh. With the cultivation of the Martial Emperor Realm, Ninth Layer, no matter how heaven-defying one's strength was, just how far could it defy the heavens?
"Seeing you so fearless has really made me curious: where on earth do you get your backing?" A chilling light flickered deep within Wu Ren's eyes. He had long since heard of Su Mo's fame, and he had heard that the sect's monstrous talent, Yang Tiancheng, had even been manipulated by Su Mo using bizarre methods to make a complete fool of himself at the martial arts assembly.
He and Yang Tiancheng could be considered acquaintances, so today could also be seen as avenging Yang Tiancheng.
"Cut the crap. You've been hunting demonic beasts for a long time now, so it's time to step aside!" Su Mo shouted coldly, the stone sword in his hand shining brilliantly as three-colored profound energy coiled around it.
"Arrogant and conceited!"
Wu Ren sneered, speaking no further. A flash of light crossed his hand, and a large golden bow appeared.
This large bow flowed entirely with golden light and surged with a majestic aura, clearly a Venerable-grade High-rank treasured weapon.
Swish!
With a movement of his feet, Wu Ren's figure instantly retreated, his speed like the