Seeing Su Mo close in, his treasured sword raised as vast sword might surged like roaring waves and a powerful aura shot into the heavens, the old man's expression changed drastically.
He had not expected Su Mo to be so strong, his aura not the slightest bit weaker than his own.
Under normal circumstances, he naturally would not fear Su Mo, but he was currently refining an artifact and could not divide his attention to battle.
Moreover, once such a powerful attack descended, its towering might would inevitably affect the Artifact Refining Furnace.
This pseudo Emperor-grade Lower Grade weapon had taken several months, with materials gathered from all across the Divine Martial Kingdom, before it could finally be forged. If it were ruined now, the losses would be disastrous!
"Sir, wait! We can talk this over!" Without thinking further, the old man immediately cried out.
Whoosh!
Su Mo, who had been about to attack, stopped at once upon hearing this. His indifferent gaze rested coldly upon the old man.
Su Mo had stopped because he did not want to make matters worse. If he could obtain the Blood Pattern Seed without spilling blood, he would naturally be more than willing.
"What material do you want, sir?" The old man scrutinized Su Mo. Seeing that Su Mo was only at the Half-step Martial King realm, yet possessed such a terrifying aura, uncertainty filled his heart.
"Blood Pattern Seed!"
Su Mo said in a deep voice, "Give me the Blood Pattern Seed. Otherwise, your artifact refinement this time will not succeed!"
Su Mo had also seen the other party's concerns, so he began threatening them with his words.
He was telling them outright: if they did not give him the Blood Pattern Seed, he would destroy their artifact refinement.
Su Mo's voice