Second Elder left. Su Mo held the spatial ring the other party had given him and examined the treasure artifact inside.
The artifact was actually an enormous battle-axe. Its handle alone was two zhang long, while the axe head had a greater surface area than a door panel.
The battle-axe was stored within the Spatial Treasure Artifact, and more than a dozen formations had been used to suppress its aura. Otherwise, the Spatial Treasure Artifact simply could not have withstood the axe's might.
"What a formidable axe!" Su Mo's eyes shone. This was a Dao Artifact, and a top-tier one at that—likely the sort of Dao Artifact second only to the Hell Soul Bowl.
At that moment, a graceful figure arrived atop the mountain. It was Xi'er.
"Brother Su Mo, are you leaving again?" Xi'er came to Su Mo's side and asked softly, a faint sadness in her eyes.
"Yes!" Su Mo nodded. Though the Dao Fruit would not ripen for another five hundred years, he was also preparing to leave the Peerless Divine Gate.
Although he had confidence in his own strength, he did not dare be careless. After all, the person he would face was the supreme Dao Master of the Yuanshi Continent. He still needed to make thorough preparations.
"When will you return, then?" Xi'er asked.
"A few hundred years, perhaps. When I return again, I'll be able to stay by your side forever!" Su Mo stroked Xi'er's silky hair.
"Father, where are you going? Take Ling'er with you?" Su Ling'er asked hopefully, her large eyes wide open.
"Hehe, Ling'er, Father is going somewhere very, very far away. You cannot go. If you do, you won't be able to see Mother anymore." Su Mo gently scraped Ling'er's delicate nose, smiling as he spoke.
"All right, then!" Su