Warrior's Promise

Su Mo had watched the fight clearly from the distance.

　　He had to admit that Zhan Luan was way too overpowered.

　　Without using the Dark Force, Zhan Luan was still much stronger than Shangguan Hao and Dugu Sheng.

　　Linghu Xingchen and the other three people escaped hurriedly after being injured.

　　Zhan Luan flew to the huge peak and started comprehending the Ultimacy.

　　Su Mo did not do anything. He looked at Linghu Xingchen and appeared to be thinking something.

　　Linghu Xingchen's Spiritual Swords were ordinary ones, but their levels were high, so their power was stronger than his Natal Spiritual Swords.

　　The ordinary Spiritual Sword had levels, but the Natal Spiritual Sword had not, and its power depended on the time it was nurtured in its master's mind.

　　Su Mo had just made his Natal Spiritual Swords, so their power could not be as strong as the legends told.

　　"What Ultimacy is that?"

　　Su Mo frowned slightly upon seeing that huge peak.

　　This Ultimacy was extraordinary. Its destructive aura was even more horrible than the aura on the Killing Ultimacy peak. Was this the Destruction Ultimacy that Xi'er mentioned?

　　After a short deliberation, Su Mo turned around and left. He did not want to fight this Zhan Luan.

　　He had to found Wu Shan as soon as possible since this was about Hong Qingxuan's life and death.

　　He did not care about this Destruction Ultimacy. There were plenty of powerful Untimacies in the Fighting Spirits' Plane.

　　Su Mo continued looking for Wu Shan in the following time.

　　He found Sikong Yan on his way, who was sitting on the Fire Ultimacy peak, comprehending the Ultimacy with eyes closed.

　　There was also a corpse beside him.

　　Su Mo did not disturb him and left.

　　Su Mo had rambled in the Fighting Spirits' Plane for five days. On this day, a large number of martial artists came to his sight.

　　"What's going on?" Su Mo sped up and rushed to the crowd.

　　"Roar!"

　　At this moment, an earth-shaking dragon roar spread around.

　　Through the crowds, Su Mo saw a huge, imposing dragon flying in the void.

　　"The flood dragon. It had to be the Flood Dragon Prince of the East Sea." Su Mo was wondering who dared to fight the Flood Dragon Prince.

　　As he got closer, he saw everything.

　　It was Wu Shan.

　　Wu Shan and two Netherworld Devil Sect experts versus the Flood Dragon Prince.

　　Behind Wu Shan, there was a huge peak glowed with a halo.

　　This peak was even loftier than the Destruction Ultimacy peak, but it looked ordinary and was not that imposing like the Destruction Ultimacy peak.

　　There were hundreds of martial artists watching the fight. Su Mo strode over and stood behind the crowd, watching in silence.

　　This was just what he wanted. He could just watch and wait, and then be the benefiting third party when it finished.

　　In the battlefield, the Flood Dragon Prince had turned into its real shape. The dragon was 30,000 meters long with dazzling golden scales.

　　The dragon just looked imposing in the void.

　　The dragon breath spouted from his nose kept breaking the space.

　　The massive dragon aura swept around like a hurricane.

　　The crowd was shocked even though they were far from it. This aura was so strong that it could break a low-level Martial Royal Realm martial artist's mind!

　　"Long Teng, you broke my body. Today is the day you die!"

　　Wu Shan and the two black-robed men stood next to each other in the void, staring at Long Teng with eyes bursting out murderous intent.

　　Comparing to the dragon, they just looked like some little creeps.

　　However, they looked incredibly confident.

　　Wu Shan came here to form his Seed of the Fighting Soul.

　　He wanted the Immortality Ultimacy.

　　After that, he would kill the Flood Dragon Prince.

　　He remembered the humiliation from Long Teng, who crushed his body and almost destroyed his soul.

　　Now was the revenge he had been waiting for.

　　He came prepared. He had 70% or 80% confidence to kill the Flood Dragon Prince.

　　"Wu Shan, you're just a loser. How dare you come to me again?" A thunderous voice rose from his mouth.

　　Long Teng's house-sized eyes were full of disdain. He was not scared even Wu Shan had two helpers.

　　"Loser?"

　　Wu Shan sneered and said, "Hope you can still be this confident later."

　　Dark Force surged in Wu Shan's body. A black fog was suffusing out, making him look like a ferocious demon.

　　Wu Shan had fully recovered his strength and was stronger than before.

　　The other two people beside him were also Supreme Talents from the Yama Hall and the Corpse Hall.

　　They were Protectors of the Netherworld Devil Sect, and each of their combat strength was even close to that of a Lv 5 Martial Royal Realm expert.

　　"Wu Shan, I won't let you go this time!"

　　The Flood Dragon Prince's eyes burst out murderous intent.

　　He moved first.

　　He twisted his body as his behemothian dragon tail swept down from above.

　　"Rumble!!"

　　The void kept exploding as the dragon tail was trying to crush them.

　　This stroke was incredibly powerful as the massive dragon power froze the space and was as immense as roaring rivers. It was beyond words.

　　"Move!"

　　Wu Shan barked as he attacked immediately.

　　He raised both hands as black gas gushed out, forming a skull in an instant.

　　The skull was 300 meters tall as if it was a skull of a giant.

　　In the eye sockets of the skull, there were two green burning fire, sinister frightening.