Su Ming, Already a Soul Ancestor

"Since that's the case, I'll go over first and keep an eye on things."

"You can follow after you've rested."

Seeing that the timing was about right, Su Ming promptly made his suggestion.

It was both sensible and reasonable.

"Sorry for the trouble, Su Ming." Bei Bei, who had just been about to stand, sat back down.

He had originally planned to take the initiative and head over himself if no one else brought it up.

But since Su Ming had stepped forward, there was no need.

Naturally, everyone approved of Su Ming's proposal.

After all, although only Lan Fozu knew exactly how powerful Su Ming currently was,

the others could all understand that Su Ming's strength was unimaginably terrifying.

They simply did not know the specifics.

With that in mind, everyone felt at ease leaving this matter to Su Ming.

And to put it bluntly, if even Su Ming could not resolve the danger,

then even if they went over together, they would only be throwing their lives away.

"All right, get some rest."

With that, Su Ming quickly left and headed in the direction Huo Yuhao had gone.

Watching Su Ming depart, Tang Ya asked curiously, "By the way, just how terrifying do you think Su Ming's strength is now?"

"That, I really don't know." Bei Bei shook his head.

Although he was a genius himself, he still easily felt frustrated when facing a monster like Su Ming.

When he had first met Su Ming, he had sparred with him at the suggestion of the elders in his sect.

As for the result, even though he had gone all out, he had still been knocked down by a single punch from Su Ming.

And Su Ming had not even used his martial soul or soul skills.

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