Crimson Nether Soul Lord wanted to flee.
But now, the gap in strength between him and Su Mo was enormous. Not to mention, Su Mo controlled the rules of this tomb world.
Moreover, although Crimson Nether Soul Lord had recovered to the Creation Realm over the past century, his strength was far from its peak. At this moment, he had no power to resist Su Mo.
Whoosh!
Su Mo reached out with his massive hand and directly seized Crimson Nether Soul Lord before him.
The other Four Walls Otherworlder merely struggled briefly before ceasing any further resistance, far calmer than Crimson Nether Soul Lord.
"Crimson Nether Soul Lord, why are you running?"
Su Mo asked coldly.
"Isn't it obvious? How could this Soul Lord not run after seeing you?"
Crimson Nether Soul Lord snorted.
Su Mo shook his head, too lazy to waste words on him. Getting straight to the point, he asked, "During the struggle for the opportunity in the ancestral land a hundred years ago, did you really think I wouldn't know what you two did to a member of my Human Race at the middle stage of the Heaven-Opening Realm?"
The moment Su Mo spoke, Crimson Nether Soul Lord and the Four Walls Otherworlder froze. They exchanged a glance, and both saw a trace of bewilderment in the other's eyes.
"Su Mo, explain yourself. What did we do?"
Crimson Nether Soul Lord asked uncertainly.
"I know absolutely nothing about it!"
The Four Walls Otherworlder shook his head with utter certainty.
"Let me search your soul!"
Su Mo raised his hand, preparing to search Crimson Nether Soul Lord's soul. The latter immediately bristled.
"Su Mo, even if this Soul Lord perishes, I'll make you pay a price!"
Crimson Nether Soul Lord roared, his aura surging as though he