Wu Chen
編輯: Larbre Studio
Su Mo continued to wait in the forest, his heart secretly silent.
He must teach the Sorcerer's Blood Tribe a lesson; this was the whole purpose of his trip to Heavenly Underworld Star. Nothing else would be enough to appease the anger in his heart, or enough to comfort the billions of departed souls in the Firmament World.
He was born and grew up in the Firmament World. When it was destroyed, along with his hometown and everyone he knew, he swore to collect a blood debt.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Su Mo suddenly heard roaring sounds. They were extremely quiet to the average ear; if one was not listening carefully, there would have been no difference in sound or in the air.
"Is someone fighting?" Su Mo wondered aloud. Hearing the noise again, he jumped into the air.
Muttering to himself, he flew past the sound at first. A moment later, he came to the tip of the mountain.
Looking up, he saw two people fighting in the sky far above the mountain.