As they gazed at the billowing mist before them, the expressions of the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect members varied.
Huangfu Qing's face looked terrible. He knew that if that strike had failed to kill Su Mo, Su Mo would certainly emerge from the Misty Mountain Range again.
Because when Yin Ting had hunted Su Mo in the past, Su Mo had already escaped into the Misty Mountain Range once. Therefore, Huangfu Qing knew that as long as Su Mo was alive, the Misty Mountain Range could not trap him.
The other Yellow Springs Demonic Sect experts wore cold sneers. In their view, even if Su Mo had not died, once he entered the Misty Mountain Range, he could never come out again.
"Let us return! We must report back to the Great Elder and the Young Master!"
One expert called out, and all the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect experts returned.
Whether Su Mo was dead or alive, none of them could possibly pursue him into the Misty Mountain Range to investigate. This matter could only be left at that!
Within the endless mist, Su Mo came to a stop. Blood continuously flowed from his mouth, while blood streamed all over his body as well.
Even the Star Robe he wore had been torn apart, reduced to a tattered state.
The attacks of those Yellow Springs Demonic Sect experts had been far too powerful. If they had not been so far away from him, weakening the force of their attacks considerably, it would have been difficult for him to survive.
Yet even so, he had suffered severe internal injuries.
"Huangfu Qing, Yellow Springs Demonic Sect—once I have settled the Azure Vault Sect, it will be time for you to repay your debts!" Su Mo's face was as dark as water.