"What? You're unwilling?"
Seeing that Su Mo remained silent for a long time, the black-armored middle-aged man frowned.
"Senior, it is not that this junior is unwilling, but this junior also belongs to a sect and must follow the arrangements of the sect elders!" Su Mo said, cupping his fist slightly toward the other party.
"What sect are you from?" the black-armored middle-aged man asked.
"I am from the Three Gods Sect," Su Mo said.
"The Three Gods Sect?" Upon hearing this, the black-armored middle-aged man shook his head slightly. It was a small faction without the slightest reputation, utterly not worth mentioning.
After pondering briefly, the black-armored middle-aged man said, "You surely know the strength of my Nether Race. Go back and consider it carefully. Even your sect elders may serve my Nether Race!"
The black-armored middle-aged man spoke with extreme arrogance, as though serving the Nether Race were a matter of immense pride.
"Yes, this junior will certainly inform the sect elders upon returning!" Su Mo nodded heavily.
The black-armored middle-aged man nodded slightly, then said no more and turned to leave.
Phew!
Watching the black-armored middle-aged man depart, Su Mo heaved a slight sigh of relief. This man's aura was terrifying; he was likely a great expert at the fourth transformation of the Void God Realm.
Immediately afterward, he did not linger and swiftly departed as well.
After flying for several hours, Su Mo descended into a barren mountain range.
He intended to first refine the Fire Origin Stones he had obtained from Bing Yue, then restore his Sacred Pill somewhat.
Although ten Origin Stones were truly too few, something was still better than nothing. Every bit he restored meant another bit of strength regained.
On the Divine Path, he was a newcomer. Only strength could provide