Amid everyone's watchful eyes, Su Mo left the reception peak.
He then entered Su Peak, vanishing from everyone's sight.
The three Abyss Clan prodigies wore blank expressions, their thoughts unknown. Everything that had happened today was completely different from what they had expected.
Su Mo alone had shattered all their plans.
The countless Human Race members present wore varying expressions, all extremely complicated.
The disciples and elders of Primordial Divine Mountain were shocked, but countless doubts also surged in their hearts.
Something was not right.
It was said that Su Mo possessed eighteen small worlds, which was why his combat strength was peerlessly formidable.
But with high-level Heaven-Splitting Realm cultivation, even possessing eighteen small worlds should never have made him this powerful.
The gap between small worlds in the high-level Heaven-Splitting Realm and those in the Creation Realm was far too great.
Even with eighteen small worlds, Su Mo's strength should not have been so terrifying.
Just what was the reason that had made Su Mo's combat power reach such a terrifying level?
Inside the grand hall, at the banquet.
Saint Ancestor Po Lun and the Abyss Clan experts all wore incomparably grim expressions.
The Human Race had such a powerful prodigy, yet they had known absolutely nothing about him. This was a grave oversight.
And now, their plan appeared to have fallen through.
They no longer had a pretext to stir up trouble at Primordial Divine Mountain.
Saint Ancestor Po Lun's eyes flickered as he felt an urge to attack immediately and kill Su Mo.
Yet in that flash of lightning and spark of flint, countless thoughts passed through his mind.
Although today's events had not unfolded according to plan, Su Mo's appearance was not entirely a bad thing.
Could this Su Mo... be the reincarnation of the Primordial