Warrior's Promise

"Nirvana Swordplay Skill is one of the 10 great treasures of the Ethereal Shrine. It's a Lower Lv 6 Swordplay and can be cultivated to the Peak Martial King Realm. This skill focuses on both lethal and destructive attacks, and it overpowers all martial arts of the same level..."

As Su Mo read the jade notes, he started to tremble with excitement.

It was a Lower Lv 6 swordplay skill, which was at a higher level than even Elephant's Strength Skill. This scroll was perfect for him!

Swordplay skills were a type of martial art that combined cultivating skills and swordsmanship techniques.

Su Mo thoroughly examined the scroll and found it to be extremely amazing and profound. It was definitely much more powerful than Primordial Qi Manual and Divine Wind Swordplay.

After a while, Su Mo carefully stored away the jade notes and checked the entire floor once again but there were no other treasures to be found.

He then returned to the eighth floor.

The eighth floor was still a black space bathed in milk white light.

"This tower was a trial test for the Ethereal Shrine's disciples, so there should be other treasures!" Su Mo thought as he continued searching in vain.

Many places in the tower were sealed off by powerful formations that Su Mo could not break.

Since the Ethereal Shrine used this tower to challenge all its disciples, it could not let anyone who passed take all of the treasures!

"This giant tower is really the perfect trial arena. Post-archean sects were truly more powerful than modern ones!" Su Mo exclaimed inwardly. He decided to leave the building.

He soon walked out of the first floor of the tower.

Not a single one of the thousands of young martial artists outside the tower had left as everyone stood and waited.

"The ninth floor just dimmed!" someone suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone turned to look at the tower's exit.

"The ninth floor has dimmed, so whoever is inside is finally leaving!"

"Did this person fail or succeed the ninth level? Did he pass all nine levels?"

Everyone was curious to know the answer.

Finally, under countless watchful eyes, a tall, handsome young man strode out of the tower.

Everyone stared in shock at how young he was. He was probably only 16 years old.

No one seemed to know who he was either.

Only a handful of people recognized him as the person who survived Feng Xiu's punch, but they did not know him.

Su Mo walked out of the tower and was slightly taken aback by everyone's intense stares.

Then he instantly realized that everyone knew that he had made it to the ninth level.

Wanting to protect his treasures, Su Mo tried to leave immediately.

Swish!

Suddenly, a blood-red figure blocked his path. It was Xin Wuming.

"Kid, show me the treasures you got on the ninth level!" he ordered expressionlessly.

Su Mo raised his eyebrows and his eyes flashed coldly. He smiled and said, "Why should I show you what I got? Get lost!"

His harsh words reverberated throughout the crowd.

Everyone was stunned. This young man actually dared to speak to Xin Wuming this way!

Xin Wuming was also stunned!

"Get lost?"

"This bastard told me to get lost?"

Xin Wuming's body trembled with rage.

He was one of the top martial artists in the South of Yan River and a genius who ranked in the Top 100 Talents among billions of young martial artists in the Hong Domain, so even experts in the Enlightenment Realm respected him.

But now, this nobody actually told him to get lost!

"Kid, do you know how stupid you are?"

Xin Wuming's eyes grew cold and he said with a menacing evil aura, "You're going to die because of your stupidity today!"

He had been unsure if Su Mo had gotten a treasure on the ninth floor before, but now he was sure of it.

Also, Su Mo's disrespect toward him was another reason to kill him.

Although Su Mo was talented enough to pass the ninth level and he might even be better at fighting those of higher levels, Xin Wuming could still tell that he was only at the Peak Lv 2 True Spirit Realm.

Even if Su Mo's combat strength was exceptional enough to defeat opponents at Lv 5 True Spirit Realm, it was unlikely that Su Mo could beat him.

Xin Wuming was at the Peak Lv 3 True Spirit Realm and could easily kill an average martial artist at the Peak Lv 5 True Spirit Realm.

"Really?"

Su Mo was unfazed by Xin Wuming's killing desire and said with a smile, "Lots of people have wanted to kill me, but they all ended up dead!"

His nine Spiritual Spirals began to slowly turn. "An expert from the List of Top 100 Talents? I want to see how capable you're."

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Suddenly, four more figures flitted in front of Su Mo.

They were Feng Xiu, Leng Yunfeng, Ji Xuehan, and Jiang Cheng. The five experts from the Top 100 Talents surrounded Su Mo.

"Xin Wuming, are you trying to claim this treasure for yourself?" Feng Xiu asked disdainfully.

Then, he said to Su Mo, "Show me what you won! If it's of no use to me, I won't take it!"

His words were quite promising, but Su Mo scoffed at them.

What a load of trash! Of course, no one would try to steal useless treasure!

"Show us or you won't walk out of here alive!" Li Xuehan said coldly and glared down at him.

"Weaklings don't deserve any treasure!"

"Show us now, or you'll die!" yelled Leng Yunfeng and Jiang Cheng harshly.

Everyone watched the five geniuses facing against Su Mo and secretly shook their heads.

Although Su Mo was exceptionally powerful, he was doomed to lose against these five geniuses!

Su Mo glanced at his opponents with a cold glare and said calmly, "Are the five of you looking to die?"

Everyone's jaws dropped in disbelief.

"This man completely disregarded the five geniuses and said they were looking to die. How arrogant!"

The five geniuses were also stunned and confused.

Even one of the top 50 talents would definitely lose to their group of five, but this nobody dared to speak so boldly!

"You're quite confident!"

Feng Xiu smiled mockingly and asked, "But where does your confidence come from?"

He did not think anything of Su Mo. Even if Su Mo was extremely talented, he was still one level lower than all of them.

"I can tell you where my confidence comes from!"

Su Mo smiled, glanced at the bloodied and wounded five, and said, "I'm confident because you're all injured!"