Standing beside the stone pillar, Su Mo remained silent, his heart filled with anger, unwillingness, and confusion.
He had risen from the Azure World, striving to break through the obstacle that was the Sorcerer Tribe and leading the Azure Divine Palace out of the Azure World.
He had thought that, relying on his own talent, he could eventually command the universe and make the Azure Divine Palace stand tall at the Peak of the Universe.
But to his surprise, his fate seemed bound by layer upon layer of shackles.
Reincarnation Heavenly Venerable?
Six reincarnated bodies?
Su Mo clenched his fists. This was truly a heaven-shaking joke the heavens had played on him.
He would not become the Reincarnation Heavenly Venerable, nor would he become a part of the Reincarnation Heavenly Venerable.
Whoosh!
With a soft sigh, Su Mo suddenly realized that the Saint King Hall was deathly silent, and he could feel countless burning gazes upon him.
Turning around, he saw that the several thousand martial artists in the Saint King Hall were all staring at him as though he were an unparalleled beauty.
"Th-this brother, I am Meng Tuo. Greetings!"
The burly young man looked at Su Mo with reverence in his eyes. His previous contempt had long since vanished without a trace.
"I am Yan Yan!" The beautiful woman likewise cupped her fists toward Su Mo, her expression somewhat respectful.
After all, no one could afford to underestimate an expert in fourth place on the Saint King Ranking.
Su Mo had not restored his original appearance and still retained the form altered by the Void Origin Art, so no one recognized him.
Facing the burly young man and the beautiful woman, Su Mo merely nodded slightly and did not speak much with them.
He glanced at the thick