"Sure enough, he's here!"
Wan Shengxiao and Fan Ye arrived at the Void Realm of Time Profoundness and immediately spotted Su Mo sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed within the hazy river of light.
"Brother Fan, I'm counting on you!" Wan Shengxiao gestured to Fan Ye, but did not step forward himself.
"A trifling matter!" Fan Ye nodded, brimming with confidence. Although Wan Shengxiao had described Su Mo as extremely formidable, in his eyes, no matter how heaven-defying a mere mid-stage Martial Saint realm martial artist might be, how heaven-defying could he possibly become?
Whoosh!
Fan Ye flashed forward like a streak of black light, flying into the hazy river of light and arriving before Su Mo.
"You're Su Mo, right? I heard you defeated An Jian. I wonder if you might enlighten me with a spar?" Fan Ye asked in a deep voice as he looked at the closed-eyed Su Mo.
Su Mo, who had been immersed in comprehension, frowned slightly upon hearing this. Then, he slowly opened his eyes.
His gaze was icy as he looked at the young man before him. After more than a month of contemplation, he had finally gained a faint clue regarding Time Profoundness, as though he had grasped something.
Yet at this very moment, this man had interrupted him.
"No interest." Su Mo looked at Fan Ye and replied indifferently. He had also seen Wan Shengxiao in the distance and instantly understood. It seemed Wan Shengxiao had told this man about him.
"No interest, or no courage? If you don't dare, then take the initiative and admit defeat!" Fan Ye sneered, his words full of mockery.
"Do you truly want me to make a move?" Su Mo's eyes turned cold as he asked blandly.
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