Within the intensely thick fog, Di Huo was on high alert.
With his strength, he naturally had the ability to disperse the mist, but he did not act rashly. Instead, he stood unmoving like a mountain, preparing to counter shifting circumstances with stillness.
Not far ahead and to his side, Su Mo stood tall and straight, clearly able to observe Di Huo's every move.
The power of the Great Dao he had unleashed naturally had no effect on himself whatsoever.
Recalling back then, when Di Huo led the Soul Clan legions to attack the Yuanshi World, he had been powerless to stop him and inferior in strength to Di Huo.
Yet now, he had long since reached the low-level Heaven-Splitting Realm. Facing Di Huo, who was also at the low-level Heaven-Splitting Realm, once again, the situation was completely different from back then.
"Your Excellency is not weak. If you surrender to our Soul Clan, I am willing to recommend you to Golden Soul Mountain. Your future prospects will surely be vast and far-reaching," Di Huo said in a deep voice, hoping to win over this hidden enemy.
Of course, he also knew that a powerhouse of this level could not be won over with just a few words of his; he was primarily probing the opponent's bottom line.
Su Mo smiled silently, ignoring the other party. In his mind, he was calculating how to make a move without letting the other party discover his identity—this was the most crucial point.
After all, Di Huo was familiar with his aura. If the other party had a clone in the outside world, even if the main body perished, that clone would still know that Su Mo was alive.
In the future, Crown Prince Jin Hun and Golden Soul Mountain might find ways