"Many thanks, everyone. It is only thanks to the Dragon Emperor's favor that we were able to cast off our status as slaves!"
Su Mo came before the Ancestor Dragon Tower, cupped his fists to the crowd, and spoke politely.
"Haha, Tu Xiao, this is all thanks to your own talent!"
A dark-skinned young Dragon clan member laughed heartily and continued, "With the talent you two possess, reaching the Seventh Layer will be no problem. As for whether you can reach the eighth layer, that will depend on luck. If you truly make it to the eighth layer, you will genuinely shake the entire clan, and your status will soar!"
"Hehe, perhaps!" Su Mo smiled. The eighth layer depended on luck? The other man was underestimating him far too much.
"I wish you success!" the dark-skinned young Dragon clansman said with a smile. Naturally, he was merely joking; he did not believe that Su Mo and Si Kongyan could reach the eighth layer.
Although Su Mo and Si Kongyan seemed extraordinary to him, they were still somewhat short of possessing the talent and combat strength needed to reach the eighth layer.
After all, only five people in the entire Dragon clan had ever entered the eighth layer.
"We will definitely succeed!" Si Kongyan smiled. It was merely the eighth layer—he had absolute confidence. As for Su Mo, he was surely stronger than him. Even if Su Mo could not reach the tenth layer, the ninth would not be a problem.
"You really are confident!"
At that moment, a cold laugh suddenly rang out. Everyone turned to look and saw Long Cheng striding over.
Su Mo was somewhat speechless at the sight. How did he run into this fellow every single time?
"Certainly more confident than you?"
Si Kongyan gave a