"With you, is this seat alone not enough for a transaction?"
Yin God spoke blandly. After saying this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Where is Leng Xie?"
He had not seen Leng Xie's figure, and his heart could not help sinking. It seemed Su Mo truly was cautious.
"Let Yun Youyou come with me, and I will naturally release Leng Xie!" The clone rose to his full height and spoke loudly. He could not possibly hand Leng Xie over; otherwise, not only would he fail to take Qingxuan away, but he himself would also suffer disaster.
"Su Mo, do you take this seat for a three-year-old child? What if you take Yun Youyou away and then go back on your word?" Yin God said coldly. He did not attack, because with a single glance, he could tell that this True Yue Ancestor was not Su Mo—or rather, Su Mo's soul was not within this body.
In other words, this body was merely Su Mo's external incarnation.
Therefore, he did not make a move. Even if he killed this external incarnation, it would be useless.
"Rest assured, I have no intention of killing Leng Xie and becoming irreconcilable enemies with the Taiyin Tribe!" the clone said in a deep voice.
If he truly could take Qingxuan away, he indeed would not kill Leng Xie. There was no need to fight the Taiyin Tribe to the death.
"Words alone are no proof. This seat must see Leng Xie, or you can forget about taking Yun Youyou away!" Yin God said expressionlessly.
Hearing this, the clone frowned slightly. However, he had already considered this possibility, so he was not surprised.
"Brother Su Mo...!" Yun Youyou cried out softly, wanting to fly toward Su Mo, but Yin God had seized her arm,