After his cultivation recovered to the True Spirit Realm Second Layer, Su Mo raised his head and looked toward the Billion Demonic Sword in the distance.
His brows furrowed slightly. At first glance, the demonic sword appeared to be several hundred li away, yet he had already advanced around two hundred li, and it was still several hundred li away, as though nothing had changed.
This place was exceedingly strange, making Su Mo feel increasingly uneasy.
At this moment, several hundred martial artists whose cultivations had recovered to the True Spirit Realm were locked in a chaotic battle ahead. More than a dozen of them had even recovered to the True Spirit Realm Fifth Layer.
Meanwhile, large numbers of martial artists were still rapidly catching up, their cultivations successively recovering to the True Spirit Realm.
Su Mo secretly calculated whether, if he used Sword Flight, he could charge through the crowd and seize the demonic sword first.
However, after a moment, he temporarily suppressed the impulse. Sword Flight was fast, but there were too many powerful experts ahead. It would be difficult to force his way through.
Once he recovered a little more of his strength, he would immediately use Sword Flight and go claim the demonic sword first.
Although Su Mo held a somewhat reverent, distant attitude toward this Billion Demonic Sword, since he had come here, he had to obtain it.
No matter the outcome, no matter whether he could control this demonic sword, he had to seize it.
Because he no longer had any road of retreat.
Whoosh!
Su Mo continued flying forward. His spirit sword shot out again and again, each strike claiming a life.
As long as a martial artist's cultivation did not exceed Su Mo's, they would basically be slain by him in an