Warrior's Promise

When Su Mo charged at Wu Tianyu again, the twenty-eight Natal Spiritual Swords had already scattered away, shuttling through the air like bolts of lightning.

"Kill"

A tall, stout man of the Sorcerer Tribe was intent on attacking Hai Mingjiang with a battleaxe.

The battleaxe, like an enlarged sword, sank down from the sky at Hai Mingjiang.

Hai Mingjiang held a long spear, ready to attack.

Bam!

A light flashed past and the tall man's head burst into a bloody mist.

More than 20 geniuses of the Sorcerer Tribe were hunting down Xi'er, and their attacks came upon her in torrents.

Xi'er held a long blue sword and waved it to the right and left to ward off the attacks, while shrouding herself in a sea of sword Qi.

Facing more than 20 enemies, Xi'er stood no chance of fighting back. She could only defend and dodge the attacks.

In a while, six Light Ones flitted past.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Six Sorcerer Tribesmen were killed by the six lights. Their heads popped open before they could even shriek.

Slice! Slice! Slice!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The warriors, one after another, had their heads pierced through by the 28 sword lights. None of them could survive the Natal Spiritual Sword attack.

Even though they were strong and had reached the cultivation of Martial Emperor Realm, they were no match for Su Mo.

In a blink of an eye, over 20 geniuses of the Sorcerer Tribe died a grim death.

"What?" The other warriors were shocked at the lights that were flashing too fast for them to fend off.

"Ha ha ha!"

"Kill!"

The warriors of the Firmament Palace perked up and attacked them with double force.

Of course, they knew that they owed their advantage to Su Mo's Natal Spiritual Swords.

With the help of Su Mo, They had no problem killing the Sorcerer Tribe warriors.

Now, the Immortal Bird shifted its target from Wu Tianyu to the ordinary Sorcerer Tribe warriors.

The Immortal Bird was just a little inferior to Su Mo. It hovered around the sky, squeezing enemies to death with each strike.

Soon, the number of Sorcerer Tribesmen was decreasing sharply.

...

Su Mo willed the Natal Spiritual Sword to kill the tribesmen on one hand while waging a battle against Wu Tianyu on the other.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!!

In a flash, three Phantom Avatars appeared behind Su Mo again.

"Slash! "

Su Mo roared in anger joined forces with the Phantom Avatars to assault Wu Tianyu.

Four currents of sword Qi wove a Sword Net and advanced with monstrous power.

Su Mo had a lot of weapons at hand, but he was under unbearable pressure.

He withdrew his Divine Sun Martial Soul because he could not multitask.

Willing the 28 Natal Spiritual Swords, activating ten Sword Martial Souls, and moving his three Phantom Avatars all required the use of his willpower.

Even though he had excellent willpower, doing all three things stretched him to his limits. His brain and his heart were becoming exhausted.

So, he withdrew his Divine Sun Martial Soul.

"Damn it!" said Wu Tianyu. Su Mo's ability to battle with him while killing his other tribe members was driving him crazy.

Worse still, he would not be able to defeat Su Mo in a short time.

"Go die!" Wu Tianyu's aura intensified by three or four times as he bellowed angrily.

His aura was an exploding volcano. It empowered him to look down on the earth like an omnipotent deity.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

His spear brought forth countless spear shadows, all trained on Su Mo.

The spear shadows grew stronger and stronger until the formidable might of their aura sufficed to rip space itself open, leaving a thousand-meter-wide rift.

A deluge of spear shadows was about to reduce Su Mo and his three Phantom Avatars to ashes.

"Oh no!"

Su Mo took fright when a Spiritual Sword emerged under his feet, knocking him back.

Su Mo actually had 29 Natal Spiritual Swords now, and he had kept one just in case of emergency, as only 28 were needed to make a star sword formation.

The three phantom avatars ran at the spear shadows and then blew themselves off.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three sky-rending explosions jolted the earth far and wide.

However, the three explosions did not hold back the spear shadows at all. Instead, the spear shadows broke right through them.

Su Mo retreated without delay and immediately mobilized his three secret techniques, using 50% of his spiritual power.

Without them, Su Mo would hardly be able to defend himself, as Wu Tianyu had apparently used some kind of secret skill.

Similarly, Su Mo's aura began to surge to the extremity of his power.

His aura became three times stronger in no more than a few seconds. His body was bursting with mighty power, and he felt like he could shake the earth and the sky just by waving his hands.

As his cultivation increased, the effect of the three secret techniques had somehow dwindled.

In the past, his cultivation would have been five times stronger if used 50% of his spiritual power, but now, it was only three times stronger.

It had already occurred to Su Mo that the higher his cultivation was, the less his strength would grow.

He was stronger with twofold power now than he would have been with tenfold power back when his cultivation had been much weaker.

After all, twofold power in the past was nowhere near twofold power now.

"Break!"

Su Mo roared angrily and the Billion Demon Sword went mad, slashing in glaring light.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Torrents of sword Qi dashed down amidst dazzling sword lights and pounced aggressively on the spear shadows.

Next.

Rumble!

Rumble!

A deluge of swords and spear shadows clashed against each other and successive explosions sent destructive waves across the air.

"Kill"

"Kill"

Su Mo and Wu Tianyu continued to fight without reprieve, while the sword Qi and spear shadows showed no signs of abating their battle.

As the fight went on, explosions continued in an unending stream. Destruction was everywhere.

The other warriors from the Sorcerer tribe and the Firmament Palace kept a safe distance from them.

The Sorcerer Tribe had already taken a battering, as many of their men had fallen.

Su Mo could still manipulate his Natal Spiritual Swords with ease, even when they were thousands of miles away from him.

Thanks to the 28 Natal Spiritual Swords and the Immortal Bird, the number of Sorcerer Tribe geniuses had been reduced by half to no more than 400.

Now, the situation had reversed.