Facing the combined siege of Su Mo and the other four, Rong Tian prepared to flee.
He struck out repeatedly in an instant, knocking back Su Mo and the woman from the Primordial Sacred Heaven Clan. Then his figure shot backward, withdrawing from the battle circle in the blink of an eye.
Rong Tian was immensely powerful. The remaining three simply could not stop him.
In an instant, Rong Tian's figure flickered repeatedly as he sped into the distance.
The direction in which he fled was not toward the Rong Clan Ancestral Land, because he knew that the Rong Clan had lost, and there was no turning the tide.
By now, he already knew in his heart which of these outsiders was his master's inheritor. There was practically no chance of being wrong.
Su Mo did not pursue Rong Tian, nor did the other four. As their gazes met, their thoughts were more or less the same.
Rong Tian was too strong. It would be difficult for them to kill him, and pursuing someone whose cultivation surpassed theirs would be even more difficult.
Moreover, by the time they succeeded in hunting him down, the opportunities and treasures might already be gone.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The five wasted no time and hurried back to the Rong Clan Ancestral Land.
When they returned to the statue, the Rong Clan members here had long since vanished without a trace.
Many Rong Clan members had fallen, while the rest had all fled.
At this moment, more than a hundred experts from the Origin Great World had gathered around the statue. They were all victorious survivors. Although nearly every one of them was wounded, they still immediately prepared to obtain the opportunities and treasures.
Su Mo swept his gaze around and discovered that several humans,