"Is he dead?"
Standing outside Second Mountain, Li Shi gazed with uncertain astonishment, figuring that this single blow ought to have completely blasted Su Mo to death.
Yet Su Mo's tenacity was simply inconceivable, and he could not be certain whether Su Mo was truly dead.
However, because he was too close to Second Mountain, his Spiritual Sense suffered severe restrictions and could not spread very far, nor could he discern the specific situation.
After a brief internal deliberation, his figure moved, and he flew toward Second Mountain to see with his own eyes whether Su Mo was dead.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
At that very moment, three figures rose into the air from deep within Second Mountain and flew toward this location.
"Not good, they are members of the Nether Tribe!"
Spotting these three figures from afar, Li Shi immediately halted his momentum and then turned to flee.
Swish, swish, swish!
A short while later, the three figures arrived. These three were men, and their appearances were extremely bizarre.
All three possessed tall and robust statures. Although they fell far short of the Overlord Race, they were much taller than ordinary human beings.
All three wore black armor, with dark skin, and their faces, foreheads, and arms were covered in a large number of eerie purple patterns, resembling tiny spiritual snakes, making them look exceptionally grim and terrifying.
"It looked like an Overlord Race member just now!"
"It was indeed the Overlord Race, and he has already left. Should we pursue him?"
"Forget it. It is an extraordinary period now, and it is not advisable to stir up more trouble!"
The three spoke in low tones, then turned and left. They did not investigate the specific situation, nor did they care if the Overlord Race was dealing with someone, as