Su Mo instantly sensed the terror of Yin Luan's sword strike.
"How could this be?"
His pupils contracted at once, shrinking to the size of needlepoints. In his perception, the sword Su Mo had slashed at him carried the horrifying power to annihilate him.
But he could not flee!
Behind him and in every direction stood nearly a hundred million of his clansmen. If he chose to flee now, few of those elite clansmen would likely escape.
Only by blocking this sword could he flee, and seize the chance to take more of his clansmen with him.
"Ah!"
Yin Luan threw back his head and let out a roar that shook heaven and earth. In an instant, he gathered all the power in his body into that Silver Rod divine artifact.
At the same time, he drained nearly all the power of the living beings within his small world. He even sucked them dry of every last drop of vitality.
As a result, all living beings within his small world were instantly exterminated.
As a One Yang Creation Realm existence, Yin Luan kept more than ten million living beings in his small world.
It might not have seemed like much, but it was already no small number.
After all, it was difficult to draw upon the power of living beings captured from the outside and placed within one's own small world, even if they cultivated the same Orthodox Lineage.
Only living beings born within one's own small world allowed its master to easily wield their power.
This was also why Su Mo had not arranged for the Rong Clan to live within his small world. Su Mo could not draw upon the Rong Clan's power, even if he had them cultivate the Chaos Orthodox Lineage as well.
But the Spirit