Di Huo and Qian Heng stared at Su Mo, then swept their gazes over everyone else.
There was no suspense left.
The Yuanshi World was so weak that they had already succeeded.
It did not matter whether the people before them submitted or not; the next step was simply to take over this world.
Su Mo wore a cold expression as he stared at Di Huo, Qian Heng, and the densely packed legions behind them.
Immediately afterward, he glanced back at Yunlan Dao Master and the others, sighing inwardly.
It seemed they did not have the slightest strength to fight back.
To say nothing of Di Huo and Qian Heng, whose cultivation realms were unfathomable—having already surpassed the Dao Realm and towering above the entire Yuanshi World.
That force of tens of millions of Dao Realm legion members in the back did not look like a patched-together rabble, but rather a well-trained, strictly disciplined super warrior legion.
Originally, he had wanted to lead the people in resistance, to resist this external invasion.
Now, he had discarded that notion entirely.
To resist meant bringing everyone to their death together.
With his strength, perhaps he would not die, but the others would undoubtedly perish without a doubt, and countless people throughout the entire Yuanshi World would be implicated, meeting a tragic end with no burial site.
Of course, submission was equally out of the question for Su Mo.
"The Yuanshi World is yours!"
Su Mo said in a deep voice, then turned to look at Yunlan Dao Master and the others. "Do as you wish!"
There was no lingering resentment or anger in Su Mo's heart, only a faint sense of desolation.
Having walked this path all the way, he had thought he reached the end, yet he never expected the end