Within the Maze City, Su Mo came to a halt and looked toward where the footsteps were coming from.
A short while later, at the bend at the end of the passageway, a young man appeared.
He was tall and straight, dressed in white robes, with handsome features that gave him an air of exceptional distinction.
Upon seeing the exit behind Su Mo, the young man strode toward it, each step landing with a dull sound.
"Tianyang Tribe!" Su Mo immediately recognized the white-robed young man's race.
There was a faint sun mark on the man's forehead, and his aura was incomparably rigid and Yang. He was indeed a member of the Tianyang Tribe.
Su Mo was somewhat surprised. A race as powerful as the Tianyang Tribe actually had members willing to serve as slaves to the Dragon Tribe.
The white-robed youth seemed not to notice Su Mo at all and continued striding toward the exit.
"Leave behind the treasures on you, and you may leave!" Su Mo said deeply. To him, among those of the same cultivation level, no matter what race they belonged to, they were no different from ordinary humans.
"You're very confident?" The white-robed youth stared at Su Mo and asked blandly. He knew that Su Mo was Long Teng's slave.
However, he did not stop walking and continued toward Su Mo in large strides.
"Come here!" Su Mo did not waste any more words. He reached out with one hand and grabbed directly at the other man.
Surging Origin Power once again transformed into a great hand that seized toward the white-robed youth.
However, this Origin Power Great Hand was no longer a simple hand of flames. It was dark red.
That was because the Origin Power within it was a complete fusion of the