Killing intent!
An icy killing intent suddenly filled the entire area. Everyone froze, then turned their heads in unison.
After that, the crowd saw that a group of Devil Race people all wore murderous expressions, their rage soaring to the heavens.
"Su Mo, you are simply unhinged! Over the course of a few matches, you've killed several people. It's unforgiving!"
A tall Devil Race powerhouse roared angrily, his voice shaking the surrounding area.
However, he did not strike directly because Su Mo's strength was too terrifying, and probably no one present dared to claim they could kill him.
Besides, there were also people from the Dragon Clan protecting Su Mo's safety nearby.
"If you aren't convinced, you can come and avenge him!"
High up in the sky, Su Mo lowered his head slightly, his eyes falling upon that Devil Race powerhouse as he spoke indifferently.
At this very moment, he had devoured all the demonic Qi, but Tuo Si was still not dead.
Tuo Si was currently trapped within his Devouring Vortex, struggling frantically.
I must admit that Tuo Si's strength was truly formidable; in a short amount of time, Su Mo could not completely refine him.
Within the Devouring Battle Soul, that majestic demonic Qi had recondensed, transforming back into Tuo Si's devil body.
However, Tuo Si's aura had already dropped significantly because when his demonic Qi turned into demonic mist just now, a full thirty to forty percent of it had been refined by Su Mo.
In truth, given Tuo Si's strength, he should not have been defeated so quickly.
Yet, he had deliberately sought his own death by turning his body into vast demonic Qi—it was practically a delivery for Su Mo to devour, making defeat inevitable.
Su Mo exerted his utmost control over the Devouring Battle