Warrior's Promise

Huangfu Qing was quite regretful that he had imparted the Three Secret Techniques to Su Mo.

Had he not mastered the Three Secret Techniques, Su Mo might not be able to contend with the sect master.

Back then, he had gotten the Three Secret Techniques by chance. He regarded it as a jewel of the greatest value and only imparted it to several disciples.

He thought he could easily control those disciples. Unexpectedly, Su Mo was different. It was now too late to change anything.

Now, Huangfu Qing only hoped the sect master could kill Su Mo and handle the scourge.

"Die!"

While Huangfu Qing was thinking, Su Mo and Wu Sen had clashed again.

Su Mo flew over Wu Sen like a sword. He fiercely brandished the Emperor Sword that carried a very heavy force.

The Emperor Sword was extremely sharp and powerful because of its Boiling Dark Force and tough Qi Force.

As he brandished the sword, heaven and earth were separated by the formidable killing Qi in the air.

"Go away!"

Wu Sen shouted and waved his claws. Like a streak of lightning, the sharp claws collided with the Emperor Sword.

Clang!

A harsh sound reverberated throughout the world as the Emperor Sword and the claws met. A strong Strength Qi gushed out like a gale sweeping through.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Su Mo and Wu Sen retreated at the same time. Under the strong rebound force, both of them were knocked back about 500 kilometers.

"Die!"

"Die!"

Like two meteors, they kept colliding with each other as killing skills were alternately demonstrated.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

They kept crashing together with loud explosions. Between breaths, they had collided with each other a hundred times. Every time they collided, one side of the world was destroyed.

For a while, they could not do anything to each other. Once again, it was a tie.

"Wu Sen, your strength is just so-so. It's time to end!"

After another hit, Su Mo shouted loudly. He had figured out Wu Sen's strength. He was ready to finally deal with the other party for fear that there would be other misfortunes.

Wu Sen's strength was just so-so. Even if he had other hidden cards, he would not be much stronger.

Su Mo's figure pierced the sky and then rushed at Wu Sen again.

"Oh?" Wu Sen squinted. "Does Su Mo have other hidden cards?"

Even if he could increase his strength with common hidden cards, Wu Sen could not easily defeat him.

Swish!

Like an illusion, Su Mo was instantly less than 30,000 meters from Wu Sen.

"Die!" Su Mo roared with an intense killing desire in his eyes. His aura soared again and became more violent like a demon.

He drew 20% of his essence, qi, and spirit so his strength increased greatly once more.

The next moment, a shocking scene unfolded. The virtual shadows kept rising behind Su Mo一there were ten kinds of Martial Souls.

They were the Divine Sun Martial Soul, the Ghostly Magic Sight Martial Soul, and the Eight Sword Martial Souls.

For the improvement of Su Mo's strength, the Divine Sun Martial Soul played an important role. The Eight Sword Martial Souls matched well with the spirit of swordsmanship that Su Mo practiced一they could increase his attack force to the greatest extent.

The Eight Sword Martial Souls were not advanced, but all were Heaven Class, so they were not low-level.

Although he could not enhance his attack force with the Ghostly Magic Sight Martial Soul, he could see through others' weaknesses with it.

He showed the skill that he had never used before. He rarely used so many kinds of Martial Souls. Originally, he had merely used five kinds of Martial Souls in Skymoon Country.

Besides, he had used three kinds of Martial Souls when he fought Zhan Luan.

Now, however, he used 10 kinds of Martial Souls. This had never happened before. He was going to kill Wu Sen with a single strike.

Actually, Su Mo had devoured millions of Martial Souls, so he could use far beyond 10 kinds of Martial Souls. However, the more Martial Souls he used, the higher the requirement for his mental control.

He could not afford to be too distracted because he needed to control the Natal Spiritual Sword Formation.

Even if he only activated 10 kinds of Martial Souls at one time, he already felt very exhausted. If he used more than that, it would have an opposite effect.

The ten great Martial Souls appeared at the same time. The powerful and sharp Qi swept across the world like a raging sea. As a result, countless illusory sword shadows formed. The surrounding area within a radius of 500 km was immediately torn to pieces.

The Divine Sun Martial Soul was full of manly power, covering the surrounding 500 kilometers.

In an instant, it became a land of the dead.

"Star Fall!" Su Mo angrily shouted and launched an attack. He looked down from a height and brandished his sword.

All of a sudden, dreadful and mighty three-colored sword Qi flashed crossed the sky and went through the heaven and earth. Unparalleled sword brilliance and formidable sword power went into the sky with a mighty momentum.

An incredible sword Qi came down from the Ninth Heaven rapidly, shattered space and broke the void. With a destructive power, it rushed toward Wu Sen.

When Su Mo drew his sword, he also thrust the 24 Natal Spiritual Swords that had been withdrawn.

The 24 Natal Spiritual Swords suddenly changed into the 24 Constellations Sword Formation. He would make a final hit against Wu Sen.

This was Su Mo's unique skill and final hit. He swore to kill Wu Sen with this strike, leaving him no opportunity to turn the tables.

Su Mo had did not have much left. He had already drawn 60% of his essence, qi, and spirit with the Three Secret Techniques, used 10 kinds of Martial Souls, an Upper Imperial martial arts technique, the Grand Firmament Swordplay, as well as the 24 Constellations Sword Formation.

He believed that nobody in the Firmament World could stop him as he performed the final hit. Even though Wu Sen had reached the Martial Emperor Realm, he would not be able to withstand it.

When he was weak, Su Mo dared not perform his incredible Martial Soul talent in front of others. Now that he stood at the peak of the Firmament World, he had no such scruples.

At that moment, it seemed as if time stood still and there was no sound between heaven and earth. Wu Sen opened his eyes wide as if petrified. He was dumbfounded by the shocking scene.

Aside from Wu Sen, all the spectators had also seen Su Mo's change.

Everyone watched everything unfold with mouths agape and eyes bulging incredulously.

Ten kinds of Martial Souls?

How could this be... possible?

Everybody was petrified and unable to think because they had seen the most terrifying, horrible, and incredible thing in the world.

In the history of the Firmament Continent, there were very rare top talents who had Twin Martial Souls.

Zhan Luan was one such once-in-ten-thousand-years talent with Twin Martial Souls, which was why he was ranked the first in the List of 10,000 Talents.

When he had contended with Zhan Luan, Su Mohad displayed the Threefold Martial Soul, shocking countless people. In the Firmament World, there was no record of a talent with a Threefold Martial Soul in history.

It was so terrifying that Su Mo now actually had 10 kinds of Martial Souls.

It went beyond everybody's expectations and subverted their perceptions.

He broke the record of the Martial Soul talent once again.