Swish!
Su Mo's figure moved like lightning, transforming into a streak of black light as he sped away toward the distant horizon.
"Where do you think you're going!"
Yin Qingyuan, Xing Feng, and the others all charged out as well, hastily giving chase to Su Mo.
Su Mo's speed was extremely fast, the Demonic Fiendish Qi on his body surging into the sky with a vast and overwhelming demonic might.
Though his aura was still at the True Profound Realm Second Layer, the sheer strength of his momentum rivaled that of a martial king realm expert.
As Su Mo flashed past, he caught the attention of many martial artists down below.
"What is that?"
"Such intense demonic might!"
"Could the disappearance of the Demonic Fiendish Qi be related to this person?"
Countless people raised their heads, staring at Su Mo as he rapidly departed high in the sky, buzzing with discussion.
Yin Qingyuan and the others chased after Su Mo, but only Yin Qingyuan himself could keep up with Su Mo's speed. People like Xing Feng and Cai Yun were left completely in the dust within moments.
Su Mo flew at high altitudes, feeling his mind in complete chaos as a powerful demonic consciousness continuously eroded his awareness.
He desperately guarded the very last shred of intelligence left in his mind, wanting to throw away the Demonic Sword, but the blade seemed grafted to his hand and refused to be shaken off no matter what.
His spiritual power is actually this powerful!
A voice filled with astonishment echoed from within the demonic consciousness, followed by a cold sneer. Truly extraordinary, but it's all in vain!
Then, the demonic consciousness grew even stronger, and a chilling demonic will surged forth from the Demonic Sword, striking straight toward Su Mo's mind.
Ah!