"Those with the ability should take it? Are you even worthy of being called capable?"
Su Mo sneered in disdain and immediately roared, "Devour for me!"
He activated the Devouring Martial Soul. The pitch-black vortex spun rapidly, and a powerful Devouring Power swept in all directions. The Ten Thousand Year Stone Milk flying toward Yuwen Jun abruptly changed direction and hurtled toward Su Mo instead.
Influenced by the Devouring Power, all of the Ten Thousand Year Stone Milk instantly gathered in front of Su Mo.
"What?"
Yuwen Jun's expression changed drastically, completely failing to expect that Su Mo's martial soul could actually absorb the Ten Thousand Year Stone Milk.
However, Yuwen Jun was determined to have the Ten Thousand Year Stone Milk. How could he watch helplessly as Su Mo devoured it? He reached out a large hand, instantly materializing a two-zhang-wide true yuan palm. The true yuan palm opened and grabbed forward, attempting to snatch all the Ten Thousand Year Stone Milk back.
"There's none left for you, get lost!"
Su Mo shouted coldly, his figure retreating rapidly. At the same time, a sword flash cut through the air, an incomparably sharp sword qi slashing toward Yuwen Jun's true yuan palm.
Boom!
The sword qi struck the true yuan palm and burst apart one after another. Su Mo used the momentum to fly backward at high speed, and the Ten Thousand Year Stone Milk, pulled by the Devouring Power, followed closely after him.
Swish!
With a flip of his hand, a jade bottle appeared in Su Mo's grip. Then, with a wide sweep of his hand, he scooped up all the Ten Thousand Year Stone Milk and stored it inside the jade bottle.
"Haha!"
Su Mo put away the jade bottle, let out a loud laugh, and turned to