"Li Tongtian, what kind of joke are you playing? How could Su Mo possibly be your junior martial brother?" Wu Jing recovered his wits and asked loudly.
Like everyone else, he simply did not believe it. As far as he knew, Li Tongtian's master seemed to be the former sect master of the Divine Sword Sect in the Xuanzang Star River.
And that sect master supposedly perished in the Divine Road a millennium ago, so how could he possibly have a disciple like Su Mo?
"Whether he is or not, do I need to prove it to you?" Li Tongtian's expression was calm and collected, showing Wu Jing not a shred of face.
"You...!" Wu Jing was furious upon hearing this. However, he did not act rashly; Li Tongtian's cultivation had already reached the peak of the Void God Second Transformation, and his battle power was exceptionally formidable, far surpassing martial artists of the same realm.
As for his own cultivation, it was merely at the early stage of the Second Transformation, falling far short of any match for his opponent.
"Wu Jing, lead your clansmen back. That sword strike just now can be considered punishment for you!" Li Tongtian said in a ringing voice.
He did not embark on a massive slaughter because he harbored some wariness toward the Witch Tribe as well.
Although Wu Jing's strength was nothing special, the Witch Tribe ranked among the top three hundred races across the entire universe, boasting an extremely profound foundation.
Within the Divine Road, the Witch Tribe had multiple great mighty figures, and even terrifying existences at the Void God Fourth Transformation.
Hearing this, Wu Jing's complexion turned dark, and he angrily demanded, "Li Tongtian, you killed hundreds of my clansmen. Could it be you think this matter can just