Su Mo flew at top speed. After flying for roughly half an hour, he came to a stop.
He then activated the Netherworld Demonic Eyes Martial Soul and carefully scanned behind him.
There was no sign of the gaunt old man. Su Mo waited a while longer, and sure enough, the other party did not pursue him.
"Junior Brother, I think we should have a proper talk!"
Lin Langtian, held in Su Mo's hand, barely suppressed the fury in his heart and spoke calmly.
"There's nothing for us to talk about!" Su Mo shook his head.
"Master thinks extremely highly of you. Why are you resisting so fiercely? Joining my Yin Luo Hall is the ideal choice for you!"
Lin Langtian slowly tried to persuade him. He knew it was utterly impossible to make Su Mo release him, so he decided to try convincing Su Mo with words.
"Thinks highly of me?"
Su Mo sneered upon hearing this. "If he truly thought highly of me, why would he need to control me?"
"Master is not trying to control you. He merely wants to protect you better!" Lin Langtian said solemnly.
"Enough. Stop talking. I can't be bothered to waste words on you!" Su Mo snapped. He was no fool, nor was he so easily deceived. In any case, he would absolutely never go to any Yin Luo Hall.
"You...!" A sharp glint flashed in Lin Langtian's eyes, and his fury surged anew.
"Do not resist, or don't blame me for being discourteous!" Su Mo shouted again. With a thought, he put Lin Langtian back into the Illusory Realm Divine Diagram.
Lin Langtian did not resist. He knew that if he did, he would only be asking for trouble.
After putting away Lin Langtian, Su Mo fell into thought. He needed