"Su Mo, you bastard, let me out!"
Amid the starry sky, Su Mo sped onward, Cold Xie's voice echoing in his mind.
Cold Xie was trapped within the Devouring Vortex, his entire body bound by Devouring Power as he struggled without cease.
However, the effects he suffered within the Devouring Vortex were far greater than outside. He simply could not break free.
"Cold Xie, if you do not want to suffer, then behave yourself!" Su Mo replied coldly.
"Su Mo, you dare capture me? Do you know the consequences?" Cold Xie roared, the fury in his heart blazing fiercely.
He had already hated Su Mo. When he had learned that Su Mo was afflicted by the True Demon Pursuit Order, he had even rejoiced for quite some time.
Yet now, he himself had actually been captured by Su Mo. The anger in his heart was easy to imagine.
He was the Young Clan Leader of the Taiyin Tribe, the future heir of the Taiyin Tribe. For Su Mo to do this, even dying ten thousand times would not be enough to atone for it.
"I have never feared consequences," Su Mo said blandly.
"Su Mo, if you do not release me, my master, Yin God, will certainly kill you. There will be no place in heaven or earth for you to escape!" Cold Xie continued to roar.
Su Mo frowned upon hearing this. This Cold Xie was truly unbearable. His life was no longer in his own hands, yet he still dared threaten him.
"Cold Xie, if you dare say another word, I will immediately extract your soul and refine your spirit, letting you taste the most painful suffering in this world!" Su Mo said indifferently.
"You...!" Cold Xie froze at once, then fell silent.
At this moment, he had