Although Li Hentian died and many of his sect's disciples perished along with him, this left Elder Ma burning with rage.
However, with Elder Yin Ze present at the moment, he had no way to exact revenge.
Moreover, the strength of Dao Sect elders such as True Dry Half-Saint was entirely no weaker than theirs, so he temporarily dismissed the thought of making a move.
Yet, since Li Hentian was dead, he still had to ask about Li Hentian's Seven-Colored Glazed Pagoda.
After all, that was a treasure artifact belonging to the sect's Sacred Elder, Elder Hu, and he could not simply drop the matter.
"No!" Su Mo shook his head indifferently. Naturally, he would not admit to it; if the owner could discover this Seven-Colored Glazed Pagoda on him, he would return it with both hands, but if the owner could not discover it, he would keep it for himself.
"No, how is that possible? You wouldn't take such a precious saint weapon?" Elder Ma simply did not believe it. A saint weapon of this caliber could not possibly be destroyed. Since Su Mo had killed Li Hentian, how could he not have taken the saint weapon?
"Elder Ma, that Glazed Pagoda is in Demon Mountain within the Ancient Demon Graveyard!" Someone spoke up, and it was none of all people Tian Lang from the Howling Celestial Wolf Tribe.
"Demon Mountain?" Elder Ma frowned upon hearing this.
"Indeed! Back then, that treasure tower drifted into Demon Mountain!"
"That's right, we saw it with our own eyes!"
"However, Demon Mountain seemed to have disappeared afterwards!"
Quite a few people spoke up one after another, confirming that the Glazed Treasure Pagoda was not on Su Mo's person, but rather inside Demon Mountain.
This was witnessed with their own eyes by many