The Demon Son of Heaven of the Ancient Demon Clan sized up Su Mo and immediately sneered in disdain.
"Cowering in the shadows, not daring to reveal your own information—what kind of prodigy or powerhouse are you supposed to be?"
The Demon Son of Heaven's face was full of mockery.
Hearing this, Su Mo merely smiled faintly. He would not become angry over a single remark from the other party.
"I know of your Ancient Demon Clan. You are merely an insignificant little clan!"
Su Mo said with a smile.
"You...!"
The Demon Son of Heaven's expression darkened as he said coldly, "Our Ancient Demon Clan is an overlord-level force in the Gods and Demons World Clusters. The ancestor of our clan is a Sixth Yang Creation Realm existence, and yet you call us a little clan? May I ask which great clan you come from?"
Sixth Yang Creation Realm?
Upon hearing this, Su Mo was secretly startled. Was the Ancient Demon Clan really this powerful? They actually had a Sixth Yang Creation Realm existence?
Could it be that the Origin Great World was merely an insignificant pasture of the Ancient Demon Clan?
"There is no need to ask what race I come from. Take this!"
Su Mo shook his head and likewise raised a hand for a strike. At once, an enormous Chaos Great Hand Seal crushed toward the Demon Son of Heaven.
Rumble!
That terrifying great hand seal carried peerless, world-shaking power, shaking heaven and earth.
"How is this possible?"
The Demon Son of Heaven revealed a terrified expression. This damn creature had only won a few consecutive battles, yet it was actually so terrifying.
Roar!
With an angry roar, the Demon Son of Heaven did not sit waiting for death. He resisted with all his strength, forming