The Thousand Illusions Evil Lord's voice echoed through this space, and Su Mo naturally heard it loud and clear.
His face darkened, and a sharp chill flashed through his eyes. This Thousand Illusions Evil Lord was far too arrogant.
Su Mo abruptly turned to look at him. Their gazes met like a needlepoint against a wheat awn.
"To me, you're not even worth a fart!" Su Mo said flatly. Though his voice was not loud, it exploded beside everyone's ears like thunder.
Ah~~
At those words, the red-robed woman Ye Qiuhong and the others below were all dumbfounded, their faces filled with astonishment.
They simply could not believe that Su Mo dared to look down on the Thousand Illusions Evil Lord so utterly. It was beyond imagination.
A person with Grade Two High-level cultivation was belittling someone with Grade Three High-level cultivation, and one who was a peerless genius of the ages at that.
"You...!"
The Thousand Illusions Evil Lord was somewhat stunned as well. He had never imagined that a Grade Two ant would dare insult him like this.
In an instant, his face turned green, then purple, changing in a thousand ways. Its spectacle was simply beyond description.
"You—are—courting—death!" The Thousand Illusions Evil Lord let out a heaven-shaking roar. Killing intent flooded from his eyes, and a powerful aura surged into the sky.
However, he did not attack. On the altar steps, fighting was simply impossible. Though he was incomparably furious, he had not let rage cloud his mind.
"Idiot!"
Su Mo sneered, then turned his head away and ignored him.
"You... damn it!"
The Thousand Illusions Evil Lord was completely beside himself with rage. Even his black hair stood on end, and his gaze was grim and terrifying.
The fury in his heart was nearly enough to