《Warrior’s Promise》Warrior's Promise
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Chapter 1845: The Chaotic Tribe?
The Sword Qi was unmatched and after tearing open the dragon claw, it heavily hit Long Ao’s body.
The Dragon Power Defense was broken and the golden dragon scales were split open. Ear-piercing shrieks reverberated in the air and golden blood sprayed into the sky.
Long Ao’s body was flung out once again and the speed at which he flew back was much faster than the previous two times.
Three times!
It was the same result for three consecutive times.
Time after time it became more tragic. Long Ao’s encounter caused everyone to sympathize with him in their hearts.
An honourable Crown Divine Dragons had actually been defeated by a sword attack three consecutive times. This was really tragic.
However, the crowd was more shocked by Su Mo’s combat power. It was simply terrifying for a Level 7 Martial Honoured Realm Cultivation to have the combat power of a Saint.
Su Mo flew out of White Jade Mountain and heard the shrieks of Long Ao. He frowned. He was indeed a little hard on his attack, however, he had already controlled his power and did not use all of his strength. With Long Ao’s power, he should not be too affected.
Swoop!
In a breath, all eyes from the tens of thousands of people fell on Su Mo.
All eyes fell on Su Mo, as if he was the centre of Heaven and Earth.
In the entire galaxy, there were no more than thirty people in total over a span of over a hundred years who were of Level 7 Martial Honoured Realm Cultivation and had the combat strength of a Saint.
Now, there was one more.
Yin Shen was silent, there was no motion in his face as a deep light flashed in his eyes.
His gaze was fixed on Su Mo as if he were seeing through Su Mo.
“Chaotic Power…!”
Dark Dragon Lord was in deep thought. He was familiar with this kind of power. This was the power of the Chaotic Tribe.
The Chaotic Tribe was a peculiar tribe. It was ranked number one on the Ten Thousand Archean Tribe Board.
However, this kind of Tribe had no territory, no Tribe groups, and was very rare like a duckweed without roots. No one knew where they came from.
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This tribe was an invincible existence in the Archean era. Only the one ranked number-two in Ancient God Tribe barely had the power to fight with others of the same level.
In the distant years, the Chaotic Tribesmen would appear after every 10,000 years.
However, in today’s era, the chaotic Tribe had long disappeared into the historical long river and had not appeared for tens of thousands of years.
As such, very few people today knew about the Chaotic Tribe. Only some of the masters of Empty God Realm knew about the Chaotic Tribe.
Seeing Chaotic Power, Dark Dragon Lord could not help but guess that Su Mo was related to the disappearance of the Chaotic Tribe!
After all, other than the Chaotic Tribe, basically no one could cultivate Chaotic Power.
However, after thinking for a while, Dark Dragon Lord shook his head secretly. It should be unlikely.
How could Chaotic Tribesmen have appeared in the Taiyin Tribe?
Moreover, it was reported that Chaotic Tribesmen had Immortal Chaotic Bodies, enough to cross the universe. If Su Mo was not from the Chaotic Tribe, how could it be that he was just a small Level 7 Martial Honoured Realm warrior!
He had also heard previously that countless years before, there were some great wise men of the Human Tribe that created Chaotic Power by breaking down Chaotic Dawn Stone. From there, they created Chaotic Power Martial Skills through Five Elements Power.
However, these methods ultimately were only small trails and they were unable to consolidate true pure Chaotic Power.
As for Su Mo’s Chaotic Power, it was extremely weak and incomparable. It must be the kind of work created by great wise people of the human race, not the Chaotic Tribe.
It was deadly silent. The group of Empty God Realm masters looked perplexed. They did not know what to think about Su Mo’s talent and combat power.
As for Leng Xie, fan Yunsheng, Gao Haoran and the others of the younger generation, they were all stumped. They were truly shocked as their hearts beat rapidly.
Leng Xie was no different. As if his heart had been struck, he was completely dumbfounded.
Both Fan Yunsheng and Gao Haoran’s eyes were dignified. Gao Haoran was alright. After all, there was no enmity between Su Mo and him. However, Fan Yunsheng’s eyes started to turn completely serious.
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Su Mo’s current strength was not as good as his/ After all, it was only of Level 7 Martial Honoured Realm. If it were to increase, he could almost catch up with him.
Swoop!
A golden figure flew over and Long Ao flew out of White Jade Mountain and returned to the spectator stand.
His body was stained with blood and the dragon scales on his body were largely cracked. There were even blood traces on his lips.
However, Long Ao did not care about these injuries. His face was ghastly and he could feel the audience’s eyes and his face burning up as if he had been slapped by someone.
He knew that he had humiliated himself on that day and had simply turned into a joke.
How shameful!
He had gone against Su Mo with Sage-to-be Realm Cultivation and had actually been unable to defend himself from an attack. He was simply embarrassed and had dented the reputation of Crown Divine Dragons.
At that moment, he was extremely remorseful. Had he known earlier, he would have directly used the Peak of Cultivation and defeat Su Mo in a strong manner. There would be no such situation.
“Su Mo, if I use the Peak Cultivation, I will defeat you easily!”
His figure fell to the spectator stands as Long Ao looked at Su Mo and shouted clearly. He had to regain some honour for himself.
“Yes, I know!” Su Mo nodded calmly upon hearing this.
Uh~
Long Ao was stumped to hear this. He was already ready to have a verbal fight with Su Mo and to regain some dignity back.
The speech he had prepared was immediately struck in his throat.
However, Su Mo did not argue with him. To him, this was even better.
“I’m glad that you know!”
Long Ao’s face darkened as he nodded. He then sat down and the crowd was instantly silent.
However, when the crowd heard Long Ao, they were still approving. After all, he was a Crown Divine Dragon. If he were to use Martial Sage Realm Cultivation, it would not be a problem in defeating Su Mo.
Of course, there were also some who knew that Su Mo did not use all his power.
For example, the Sorcerer Tribesmen like Yun Youyou knew that Su Mo did not even use his special body constitution.
Although numerous Taiyin Tribesmen had heard of it, Su Mo seemed to have special body constitution. However, no one knew what exact body constitution it was, nor how powerful it was.
“Congratulations, Clan Leader Yin Shen. I did not expect the Tai Yin Tribe to still have demons!”
After a while, a master of Empty God Realm smiled and cupped his fists to Taiyin and said. He was on good terms with the Taiyin Tribe.
“Haha, congratulations Clan Leader Yin Shen!”
“It is a blessing for the Taiyin Tribe that Su Mo’s talent is so amazing!”
“Congratulations!”
Many people congratulated Yin Shen afterwards.
After all, Su Mo was of the Taiyin Tribe. From their point of view, it was indeed a blessing for the Taiyin Tribe.
However, everyone knew that although Su Mo was invincible, when it came to cultivation and martial skills, it was different from the orthodox practice of the Taiyin Tribe and Leng Xie was definitely still the master.
“Haha, you are too kind!” Yin Shen looked pale as he smiled and waved to the crowd.
He took a look at Su Mo from the corner of his eye as an unassuming light lit up in his eyes.
Yun Youyou smiled. Su Mo was really unparalleled. Even though she had seen Su Mo attack repeatedly, Su Mo’s performance was extremely shocking.
Grand Elder Jin Yang glanced at Yun You You and then back to Su Mo. His eyes were full of deep thought.
Swoop!
At that moment, a figure flew up from the stands and flew towards White Jade Mountain.
When Su Mo saw that, his eyes immediately froze. Was he finally going to attack?
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