Su Mo's heart was filled with shock and doubt. The space with a radius of eight million li within this Azure Mist Saint Ring actually turned out to be the Savage Mountain Range, which also had a radius of eight million li.
How could this be possible?
Had the Azure World not been blasted apart by the Witch Tribe experts? Had it not completely dissipated, how could the Savage Mountain Range have turned into a spatial treasure artifact?
After a short while, Su Mo gradually calmed down, a thoughtful look flashing through his eyes.
Could it be that the Azure World had not been completely destroyed, but had instead been shattered by Witch Tribe experts, split into individual pieces, and scattered deep into the endless starry sky? And this Savage Mountain Range was just one of those pieces.
Could this piece have been extracted by the Witch Tribe from the depths of space and refined into a space saint artifact?
The more he pondered, the more plausible Su Mo felt it was. Only this explanation could make any sense.
Furthermore, according to what he knew, the Witch Tribe expert who shattered the Azure World was not a Martial Saint, merely a high-level Martial Venerable.
And although the space of the Azure World was very weak, it possessed a vast territory and was boundless after all. A high-level Martial Venerable realm martial artist certainly could not completely blast it apart, only manage to smash the entire Azure World until it ruptured.
It must be like this! A brilliant light flashed in Su Mo's eyes. If this really was the case, could he repair the Azure World if he found all the pieces?
Pondering for a moment, Su Mo sighed. His cultivation was still too weak right now; this project was rather