"Hehe!"
Hearing Patriarch Jiashen's words and seeing the flicker of temptation in Patriarch Judan's expression, a trace of icy laughter appeared on Su Mo's face as he said, "Patriarch Judan, is it? The fate of your Giant Spirit Tribe rests entirely in a single thought of yours!"
"What do you mean?" Judan narrowed his eyes slightly, staring intently at Su Mo. He wasn't afraid of Su Mo's strength, but rather Su Mo's potential.
"The meaning is very clear. Either the Giant Spirit Tribe has nothing to do with this, or they will suffer the disaster of extermination!" Su Mo said indifferently.
"Young friend, aren't you being a bit too arrogant?" Judan's voice also grew cold. Su Mo's threat had driven him to boundless rage.
A crowd of powerful experts from the Giant Spirit Tribe felt secret anger rising in their hearts. No one could remain calm in the face of Su Mo's arrogance.
Seeing this, Patriarch Jiashen chuckled inwardly. He was more than happy to see Su Mo provoke Judan and all the powerful experts of the Giant Spirit Tribe.
If that happened, the two sides would go to war, and he would have nothing to worry about.
"Arrogant?"
Su Mo gave a light chuckle, shook his head slightly, and said, "I don't think it's arrogant at all, because I have the capital to annihilate your Giant Spirit Tribe!"
"Is that so? This old man would like to see what capital you have!" A sharp light burst from Judan's eyes. He had constantly heard about how monstrous Su Mo was, but he still didn't understand where exactly Su Mo's monstrosity lay.
"Capital?"
Su Mo chuckled lightly, and a phantom image soared up from behind him, with a full ten long sword battle souls suspended in the air.
These ten long