In the high sky, Li Ba roared angrily as the wind whistled and it sounded like a thunderclap.
Su Mo looked at all this quietly. In his mind, his mental spirit was floating in every corner of the world as if it were there but not there.
His heart was dignified. Mo Fengyou and Mo You were both good to deal with. It could be resolved without much difficulty.
However, Li Ba was more troublesome as he was resolute, far from Mo Fengyou and Mo You.
In this dreamland, killing someone did not mean that they would die.
Otherwise, he would have tens of millions of ways to kill others in this dreamland that was built by him.
However, an ordinary death would not kill the opponent's body.
At the very end, it was the will, the will to destroy the opponent that would kill him.
To destroy the will of the opponent depended on time and an endless amount of years.
As for Su Mo, what he had to do was to maintain the stability of the dreamland.