"What did I want?"
Mimon sneered and said with a smile, "How about this? Apologize first. I'll see how sincere you are, then decide how to deal with you!"
Mimon's playful mood surged, and he felt immensely satisfied.
At last, he had swept away the gloom that had been weighing on his heart these past days.
Mimon was not very old, far younger than Su Mo—he was even much younger than Su Mo's son.
As a prodigy of the Ancient God Clan, his path of cultivation had been smooth sailing. Resources and treasures had always been there for the taking; he had never lacked anything.
Reaching the Heaven-Splitting Realm in such a short time, Mimon had never suffered any major setbacks. Yet ever since encountering Su Mo, he had been dealt a vicious blow.
To him, killing Su Mo was not essential, since killing him would be quite easy.
Seeing Su Mo forced into submission would bring him far more satisfaction than killing him.
"This is my attitude!"
Su Mo spoke indifferently, then suddenly struck, sending a palm toward Mimon.
At the same time, his figure rapidly retreated, speeding away.
The smile on Mimon's face abruptly froze. He had not expected Su Mo to remain so unyielding in such circumstances.
However, he was not flustered. The Thirteenth Elder was right beside him, after all.
"Courting death!"
Seeing Su Mo suddenly attack, the Thirteenth Elder's gaze instantly sharpened like blades, and killing intent erupted from his body.
Boom!
With his longsword in hand, the Thirteenth Elder slashed out. Unmatched sword radiance tore through everything, instantly annihilating Su Mo's palm print.
By then, Su Mo had already fled an extreme distance away, his figure about to vanish from sight.
Whoosh!
Without the slightest hesitation, the Thirteenth Elder moved like a shadow and