Qian Xun Yue's figure appeared in Su Mo's mind. The scene was above Emperor Xuan Palace in the Emperor Xuan Mountain Range.
Six powerful attacks shot forth from the hands of six Yellow Springs Demonic Sect martial artists and struck Qian Xun Yue viciously.
Blood sprayed out, staining the heavens red. The breathtaking woman in white fell downward like a butterfly plummeting from the sky, desolate and heartrendingly beautiful.
"No!"
Seeing that scene from the past, Su Mo felt the blood throughout his body flow in reverse, and an angry roar escaped his mouth. He immediately came back to his senses.
"Not good!"
Su Mo was horrified. The mystic energy throughout his body had flowed backward, and the five Divine Cores that had been on the verge of breaking through suffered a backlash from the mystic energy, trembling wildly as though they were about to collapse.
Once the Divine Cores collapsed, he would immediately explode and die.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Thunderous rumbles continuously erupted within Su Mo's body. Thick mystic energy rampaged through his meridians and dantian like wild horses that had slipped their reins.
This caused waves of swelling pain in all his meridians. They simply could not withstand the impact of the mystic energy and were on the verge of collapsing.
Without the slightest hesitation, Su Mo immediately activated his bloodline constitution. Dazzling light burst from his entire body, instantly strengthening his flesh and meridians.
Then, he did everything he could to suppress the mystic energy within his body and stabilize the Divine Cores, driving his immense Spiritual Control to its utmost limit.
One breath!
Two breaths!
Three breaths!
Nearly four breaths passed before the Divine Cores and mystic energy within Su Mo's body finally began to stabilize slowly.
Very soon, everything returned to calm and normal.
Phew!