A moment later, a group of people arrived at Su Mo's side.
There was the Chaos Divine Emperor, Great Elder Xue Gu of the Ancient Blood Sect Clan, and several other mid- to high-ranking members of the Peerless Divine Gate.
The familiar faces exchanged a round of pleasantries.
"Su Mo, isn't this a little too risky?"
The Chaos Divine Emperor wore a worried expression. Upon hearing Su Mo say that he intended to strike at the Ling Clan, he immediately became concerned.
Although Su Mo had already reached the high-level Heaven-Splitting Realm, the Ling Clan had not only Creation Realm and Heavenly Heaven-Splitting Realm experts, but also an army of Ling Clan soldiers that was simply impossible to resist.
Moreover, the Ling Clan also had a slave army. Although it had previously submitted to the Feather Clan—
By now, the slave army had suffered deaths and desertions, with fewer than one in ten remaining. Yet there were still several million following the Ling Clan.
"It's fine. I have my own plans. If the situation goes wrong, we'll immediately enter the spacetime passage above!" Su Mo said gravely.
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded lightly. They trusted Su Mo without reservation.
"Once the Tianyang Tribe's formation collapses, chaos and slaughter will inevitably follow. I'll capture a batch of Ling Clan experts. You don't need to make a move!" Su Mo warned them.
Their strength was too weak. One misstep, and they could lose their lives.
Everyone nodded gently. None of them tried to act tough.
Other than Su Mo, the highest cultivation among them was only the low-level Heaven-Splitting Realm. The risk was simply too great.
Thus, everyone waited quietly, watching the Tianyang Tribe in silence.
The Grand Dao Heavenly Monarch led numerous Ling Clan experts and slave cannon fodder in a