Within the Eighth Soul Pavilion.
There were currently quite a few pavilion disciples present.
Because the powerful pavilion disciples had all followed the army on an expedition to the Zhenyu Source World and had yet to return.
Pavilion Master You Tianlin and the vast majority of the venerable pavilion masters had not returned either.
Thus, there were not many pavilion disciples in the Eighth Soul Pavilion at present, and their cultivation was all extremely weak.
Some time ago, the Heavenly Soul Source World had suffered persecution and sweeping attacks from the Anti-Soul Clan Alliance and the Ling Clan army, and the Soul Clan had sustained considerable losses.
However, because the Eighth Soul Pavilion had hidden in time, its overall losses had not been great.
Yet when Su Mo arrived, every pavilion disciple who sensed his power trembled in fear.
It could be said that even a wisp of Su Mo's aura could kill them. The gap was simply too vast.
All the pavilion disciples gathered together, raising their heads to look at Su Mo overhead as discussions rose without end.
"Why are you all panicking?"
Pavilion Master Tiemu appeared and said in a deep voice, "The formation of our Eighth Soul Pavilion is extremely powerful. It will not be so easily broken!"
Pavilion Master Tiemu's expression was grave, but he still had to stabilize everyone's hearts.
"V-Venerable Pavilion Master, even the Fifth City was destroyed by this man. How could our Eighth Soul Pavilion possibly stop him?" Ke Han said, his face somewhat pale.
"Do not worry. Our Soul Clan has vast numbers. Although most of the tens of millions of troops that returned have already dispersed, they will soon gather again...!"
Before Pavilion Master Tiemu could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly lit up. "They are here!"
For at that