A vast small world, spanning a million li in every direction.
There was no spiritual energy, no living beings. There were only heaven and earth, sun and moon, Metal, Wood, Water, and Fire.
The Soul Clan old woman had attempted to use her own small world to trap Su Mo and trap him to death.
She was wildly testing the edge of death.
For Heaven-Splitting Realm experts, a small world was the foundation of their cultivation, the source of their power—its importance rivaled their very lives.
Yet the old woman had drawn Su Mo into her small world. This was practically staking her life.
If she succeeded, she might be able to trap Su Mo within the small world forever. But if she failed, it would basically end in her body and Dao perishing.
In truth, Su Mo had been careless, or perhaps he had simply never encountered such a situation before. Otherwise, there was no way the other party could have drawn him into her small world. Su Mo stood upon the earth of the small world, carefully observing everything around him. Since she had brought him into her small world, she certainly had some means to deal with him.
Therefore, he only needed to respond to all changes by remaining unchanged.
Buzz~~!!
Suddenly, seven towering beams of light rose from all directions of the small world—east, south, west, and north—like pillars reaching the heavens.
At the same time, the world's power within this small world began to churn, stirring up a vast gale that howled through the skies.
The radiance of the seven heaven-reaching pillars converged high in the firmament and merged with the surging world's power, spreading a terrifying might.
"Overestimating yourself!"
Seeing this, Su Mo immediately sneered. This old woman actually intended to refine him.
She