"Many thanks!"
Bai Lingjun withdrew his palm, yet he shook his head gently and refused Su Mo's gift.
"This saber is your spoils of war. I have no reason to accept it!"
Bai Lingjun sighed and continued, "The Myriad Year Cold Iron was used to forge two divine weapons. Crown Prince Jin Hun and Crimson Nether Soul Lord each wielded one. This saber lacks a spirit. I suppose Crimson Nether Soul Lord's blade should contain the spirit of Snow Queen from my Snow Realm, except that divine weapon has fallen into the hands of a far more powerful alien being at this moment."
What he wanted was the other divine weapon, not because it was more powerful, but because of Snow Queen.
Su Mo nodded and then put away the long saber.
The treasured sword in Crimson Nether Soul Lord's hand had fallen into the hands of an alien. The might of that alien could be seen from the Soul Clan's reactions.
The tens of millions of Soul Clan army and countless top-tier powerhouses didn't dare to deal with that person.
At this moment, because his mind could not communicate with Bai Yan's clone, Su Mo knew almost nothing about Shangyu True Ancestor and everything that had happened in Zhenyu Source World.
However, judging from the previous developments of the situation, he could also see that Shangyu True Ancestor's might was not something any powerhouse of the Soul Clan or Ling Clan could handle.
"Su Mo, the current situation is already far beyond what we can manipulate. We need to make long-term plans!" Bai Lingjun said in a deep voice, then motioned for Su Mo to chat as they walked.
"What are your thoughts?" Su Mo and Bai Lingjun walked side by side as they gradually moved away, communicating while