Whoosh!
Su Mo sped through the starry sky, heading for the Ancient Spirit Star River.
He had already made plans for what came next: raise his strength as quickly as possible, then wipe out the True Demon Race and the Witch Tribe.
When the time came, once both races were destroyed, their experts in the Divine Path would have no time to come to their aid.
And with his strength rising at a breakneck pace, once he reached the Divine Path, he would slaughter every one of their experts without leaving a single survivor.
Only then would the Azure Vault Sect be free of all worries.
However, Su Mo still had two concerns. One was that there was still no news of Xi'er, and the other was the Overlord Race.
After all, the Overlord Race had a mighty expert at the fourth transformation of the Void God Realm. For the time being, he had no power to contend against such a person.
As he flew, Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, for he discovered two tails following behind him.
With a cold sneer, Su Mo immediately activated the Invisible Battle Soul, and his figure vanished without a trace.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
A moment later, two piercing whistles rang out as two martial artists arrived at the place where Su Mo had disappeared.
One of them was from the True Demon Race, while the other was from the Witch Tribe. Both had cultivation at the Martial Saint realm Paragon.
"Strange, where did Su Mo go?"
"Could he have fled?"
The two were utterly baffled as they carefully inspected their surroundings. They had been following Su Mo from afar all along, yet he had suddenly vanished.
"Die!"
At that moment, a sudden change erupted, and an icy shout resounded through the starry sky.