Bai Yan wins!
Pavilion Master Wuyu announced loudly, his face full of gratification.
Whoosh!
Pavilion Master You Tianlin swept his sleeve, and a pill flew before Su Mo—it was the Nine Revolutions Void Soul Pill.
"Many thanks, Pavilion Master!" Su Mo immediately caught the pill, then clasped his fist toward the Pavilion Master in thanks.
With this pill, he could openly raise his cultivation by another level, and no one would think his advancement rate was too abnormal.
Then, Su Mo turned to glance at Youyou on another array platform before flying down from his own.
Youyou and that Night God Clan rebel were still locked in fierce battle, but she had already fallen completely into a disadvantage.
Su Mo secretly laughed. He did not need to guess to know that Youyou was deliberately holding back. She would certainly lose on purpose, willing to accept punishment herself in order to save that member of the Night God Clan.
Otherwise, why would the battle have lasted so long?
Youyou was also from the Dark Sacred Palace. That was practically a nail hammered into a board.
There was Min Ao, and there was Youyou. As for whether there were others, that was unknown.
This was only the Eighth Soul Pavilion. The Lu Yang Tribe had other Soul Pavilions, and the Soul Clan had another two Great Clans. It seemed the Dark Sacred Palace's infiltration of the Soul Clan might be extremely comprehensive.
The only question was whether they were all in the lower and middle ranks, or whether some had already wormed their way into the upper ranks.
After Su Mo flew down from the array platform, quite a few people stared at him in deep silence—Ke Han, Min Ao, and Di Wu, Di Long and others from the Di family among