Warrior's Promise

As soon as Su Mo entered the door, he had a spinning headache.

Then, he appeared in another world and instantly felt a gust of Spiritual Qi from heaven and earth that was even stronger than the Spiritual Qi outside. If he cultivated his powers here, he would yield great results.

"The Spiritual Qi here is so dense. If Gale Island could claim this place as its own, its disciples' abilities would improve greatly!" Su Mo thought to himself.

However, it was just a thought.

It was rumored that Gale Island had found Qinghua Rift first, and the other three sects came to fight for it afterwards.

The four sects all suffered great losses in the great battle. Finally, after negotiation, Qinghua Rift was under the joint control of the four sects.

Plunk!

As Su Mo landed from the sky, his feet sunk into the ground.

"Damn it!"

Su Mo only now realized that this area was a small marsh.

He was surrounded by bubbling black tar, and when the bubbles burst, they released a pungent odor.

Whoosh!

With a rumble, a giant crocodile-like demonic beast burst out of the tar, gaping its bloody mouth toward Su Mo.

It was a Class 7 Lv 2 demonic beast, with an ability similar to that of a Lv 7 Spiritual Martial Realm martial artist.

"Die!"

Su Mo casually punched and turned this demonic beast into a pile of minced meat.

Then, his foot sent out a gust of genuine Qi, sending him into the air.

Su Mo's body movement was exceptional. With a couple light steps, he reached solid ground.

Su Mo looked at his waist badge, which was glowing with a faint green light and had the number "10" written on them.

Killing a Class 7 Lv 2 demonic beast won him 10 points.

Su Mo was shocked that the waist badge could mysteriously detect his accomplishments.

Afterwards, he put away his badge and observed his surroundings.

There was no one around him, and he was currently in a dense forest.

A quiet roar emerged from somewhere in the trees. The dark forest gave off an unsettling feeling.

Then, Su Mo chose a random direction and swiftly used his body movement to travel through the forest.

Sunlight shone through the dense leaves and spotted the floor with light, giving the dark forest a hint of brightness.

Su Mo had wandered around this forest for over two hours without running into any martial artists, but he did kill quite a few demonic beasts. He also devoured all of their Beast Souls, blood essence.

The sound of leaves rustling in the breeze emerged from all around.

Su Mo stopped walking when an ape emerged in front of him.

The ape was about the size of a human, but it had extremely long silver arms that dragged on the ground even when it stood.

It looked coldly at Su Mo with eyes that revealed a hint of a smile.

A Class 9 Lv 2 Demonic Beast, a Sliver-armed Ape!

Su Mo recognized that it was a Silver-armed Ape. He had heard that the ape's arms were as strong as steel, almost as strong as Upper Lv 2 weapons.

Crack!

With the sound of cracking branches, the Silver-armed Ape leapt towards Su Mo rapidly, its arms swinging towards his head.

"Haha! Let's see if your arms are stronger, or if my Spirit-slayer Sword is sharper!"

With a silver flash, a shining silver sword appeared in Su Mo's hand. It was a Spirit-slayer Sword, a Medium Lv 3 weapon.

Swoosh!

Faced with the incoming Sliver-armed Ape, Su Mo swung his sword and instantly split the air into two.

The Sliver-armed Ape was very confident about its arm strength. Its left hand blocked the sword radiance, while its right hand clawed at Su Mo's head.

Clang!

When the Spirit-slayer Sword hit the ape's arm, it first gave off a loud clang, and then it cut right through its arm. After the sword radiance severed the ape's arm, it flashed over the Sliver-armed Ape's body.

Splash!

Fresh blood splattered everywhere as the Sliver-armed Ape was cut into two.

A Class 9 Lv 2 Demonic Beast was no match for Su Mo.

The Medium Lv 3 Spirit-slayer Sword was extremely sharp, and it doubled Su Mo's fighting abilities.

Although the Silver-armed Ape was a Class 9 Lv 2 Demonic Beast that could easily dominate most martial artists at Lv 7 Spiritual Martial Realm, Su Mo's abilities far surpassed his realm of cultivation.

Before the ape's blood even hit the ground, it was devoured by Su Mo instantly.

After devouring the blood and Beast Soul and leaving another dried-up mummy, Su Mo continued walking with his Spirit-slayer Sword.

After Su Mo had killed quite a few demonic beasts and gained over 3000 points during two hours, he finally ran into another person.

He was a stocky Scorching Sun Sect disciple wearing a long red robe.

The Scorching Sun Sect disciple also saw Su Mo and instantly rushed toward him.

"Ha ha! I, Zhao Ang, have such good luck!" Zhao Ang of the Scorching Sun Sect said with a loud laugh as soon as he saw Su Mo's cultivation.

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"Oh? Why do you have good luck?" Su Mo asked with a smile.

"Humf!"

Zhao Ang scoffed and said, "Boy, don't play dumb! Give me everything you have, and you can die in one piece!"

Even if Su Mo handed over his waist badge, Zhao Ang still would not let him go.

This was because the Scorching Sun Sect elders had told their disciples to kill Gale Island disciples without exception!

Su Mo shook his head and said coldly, "I'm sorry, I can't give my things to you, but you should give your things to me!"

He felt great disdain for this disciple, who was only at Lv 8 Spiritual Martial Realm and had the audacity to challenge him. He really did not know what he was in for!

"What?"

Zhao Ang was shocked. He glanced at Su Mo again, and said with eyes full of killing desire, "You really don't know what's good for you. Since you wish to die quickly, I'll satisfy your desire!"

He immediately swung his fist toward Su Mo's head.

Zhao Ang's punch was extremely vicious and fast. No matter how powerful Su Mo's human body was, if it struck Su Mo's head, he would still be heavily injured!

"Die!"

Zhao Ang's eyes revealed a cruel smile.

"Thud!"

The air exploded with a dull sound. Zhao Ang's fist did not hit Su Mo's head, but it was blocked by a palm.

"Huh!"

At this time, Zhao Ang suddenly felt his neck tighten as if it was being clamped by a steel cuff, making it hard for him to breathe.

Su Mo used one hand to block his Zhao Ang's hand and the other to swiftly grab his neck then lifted Zhao Ang easily.

"Do you still want to kill me now?" Su Mo asked indifferently.

"I... I...!"

Zhao Ang's neck was choked so tightly by Su Mo that his face was red, his eyes were full of fear, and he could not even speak.

He would never have imagined that Su Mo, a martial artist at Lv 7 Spiritual Martial Realm, could subdue him so instantly and easily.

Zhao Ang's entire body went stiff because he could die at the slightest clench of Su Mo's palm.

"I'm done with your talking. Die!"

Su Mo shook his head slightly and squeezed harder to break Zhao Ang's neck.

Zhao Ang heard this and screamed urgently, "Tr... treasure!"