"Let's rob everyone in the Firmament Divine Realm!" Su Mo spoke flatly as he gazed at the four of them.
Now that his strength had rocketed again, Su Mo wanted to start looting once more. After all, the geniuses from other domains were too wealthy.
The two black-robed young man he killed earlier had about 4 million Lower Spiritual Stones each.
The people that he had attacked previously had several million Lower Spiritual Stones each in hand. Su Mo felt sorry for himself if he did not seize the wealth of these rich geniuses.
The only thing that Su Mo regretted, was not retrieving Hu Yuanlong's storage ring in time before devouring him alive.
Meanwhile, Wu Sheng, Han Yijian and the rest were dumbfounded and speechless. It took them a while to process what Su Mo had said.
They only realized what Su Mo was saying after several breaths.
"What? What did you say?"
"Mug everyone?"
"How's that possible?"