Warrior's Promise

After finishing off Su Mo, the black dragon patriarch returned to the Black Dragon Palace. He looked terrible upon seeing the scattering corpses on the ground.

　　"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

　　The Black Dragon Tribe members who escaped had now returned.

　　"Patriarch, this is a great loss!"

　　"Yeah, hundreds of members were killed!"

　　They looked sad as if they had lost their parents.

　　"Alright, repair the palace and open the Palace-protecting Formation as soon as possible!"

　　The black dragon patriarch said and then picked up the eight Spiritual Swords at the sight of them.

　　When Su Mo was swallowed into his belly, the swords lost control and fell to the ground.

　　The other sword went into his belly with Su Mo together.

　　In the following time, the black dragon tribe was busy repairing the palace.

　　Countless people outside the palace sighed about this.

　　They thought that Su Mo could defeat the patriarch or even kill that bully for them. But it seemed that Su Mo was no match for that bully.

　　Su Mo was taken care of with only three moves.

　　The crowd then returned to the Black Dragon City.

　　...

　　In the black dragon patriarch's belly, Su Mo was awakened as soon as he was swallowed.

　　"Where is this place?"

　　Su Mo found out that he was in an elliptic space with walls that looked like light-red flesh.

　　This space was full of corrosive liquid, which smelled pungent and sickening.

　　Su Mo felt dizzy on the smell.

　　The flesh wall moved as they suddenly spurted out ink-like liquid to Su Mo.

　　"What the...?" Su Mo waved out airwaves to send them off.

　　However, this ink-like liquid was much more erosive than the other corrosive liquid. The Dark Force was instantly melted off by the liquid.

　　"What?" Su Mo was shocked and swung the Demonic Sword to the liquid.

　　The sword Qi still could not stop the liquid at all.

　　The corrosiveness of this liquid was beyond his expectation and consumed his sword Qi.

　　"Uh...!" Su Mo turned pale with fright. "What the hell is this?!"

　　He instantly entered the Divine Map before the liquid touched him.

　　The Divine Map was immediately drowned by the liquid.

　　The Divine Map was an Imperial item. Although this liquid was horrible, it could not deal damage to the Divine Map at all.

　　Inside the Divine Map, Su Mo appeared. He was still in horror of that liquid.

　　He was sure that he would be corroded by that liquid if it touched his body.

　　"Am I in that patriarch's belly?" Su Mo took up the Natal Spiritual Sword and guessed.

　　He thought that space looked like a stomach. He often took a look into his body, so he knew what a stomach looked like.

　　"Swish!"

　　Sikong Yan flashed in front of Su Mo.

　　"Su Mo, all of those blood essence of the black flood dragons are refined!" Sikong Yan said as he waved out hundreds of little jade bottles in front of him.

　　"So many!" Su Mo was overjoyed upon seeing this even though they were just small bottles.

　　Su Mo immediately took up all of the jade bottles.

　　"What, are you in danger?" Sikong Yan asked in surprise upon seeing Su Mo's terrible face before.

　　"Not even a danger. I'm just swallowed into the belly of a black flood dragon!" Su Mo waved his hand and said.

　　"What? Swallowed into a belly?" Sikong Yan was shocked before he burst out laughs.

　　"Hahaha!"

　　He said with a smile, "Su Mo, as arrogant as you are, now look at you. Will you be defecated as sh*t?"

　　SiKongYan's tone was light. He was obviously not worried.

　　He was confident in his and Su Mo's strength.

　　"Go fu*k yourself!"

　　Su Mo smiled and cursed. "You can continue cultivating. I'll take care of it myself!"

　　"Alright. Just don't turn us into sh*t is all!"

　　Sikong Yan returned into the Sky-burn Tower after a short chit-chat.

　　Su Mo was watching outside by the attached consciousness on the Divine Map.

　　The Divine Map was drowned in the liquid, making a sizzling sound.

　　However, it stayed intact.

　　Su Mo did not think that the Divine Map could be destroyed by anyone in this world.

　　He was figuring how to get out of here.

　　He could not go out of the Divine Map as long as it was drowned in liquid.

　　The liquid was still there after a few moments. Su Mo then started to devour the black flood dragon blood essence to improve his physical strength.

　　...

　　In the Black Dragon Palace, a large number of black dragon tribe members were repairing the palace. The patriarch was repairing the Palace-protecting Formation.

　　He was moving his fingers to cast out spells to the Palace-protecting Formation.

　　The huge gap in the formation was being mended slowly.

　　"What power is that?"

　　On the gap, there was an invisible power that prevented the formation from being mended. The patriarch was working extra hard to fix this.

　　He didn't know what power it was, but he was sure that it contained some kind of profound and esoteric power.

　　It took more than four hours for the black dragon patriarch to finish mending the formation.

　　He then flashed into a luxurious palace with numerous jewels.

　　This was his bedroom, and there were many young, beautiful women.

　　However, he was not in the mood for fun now. He entered the cultivating room.

　　"What treasure can be so extraordinary?" The patriarch looked in shock while sitting in his cultivating room.

　　He forgot Su Mo after swallowing Su Mo up because he was certain that Su Mo would be refined into dregs.

　　However, he now found out that Su Mo was indeed refined and left a map in his stomach.