Su Mo felt his life was in peril when he was confronted by Wu Zuo and two other warriors from the Sky Tyrant Clan.

The trio's power was much more threatening than the combined forces of the Demon God Jiu Yang, Li Zun and Gu Ling.

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Especially Wu Zuo. He, welding his huge black sabre, was a formidable force. 

Su Mo was pushed deep into desperation.

Su Mo had heard of Long Xun. However, he could not rely on others to save him.

Swoosh!

It moved!

Su Mo moved without hesitation. His shadow was swift like lightning and he charged towards one warrior from the Sky Tyrant Clan.

His full body was lit. Torrents of Blood Force energy raged like a roaring river in his body, his gigantic sword shadow had been his shield. He was sharp and forceful.

Swoosh!

Su Mo managed to escape the huge black sabre above his head. 

However, simultaneously, a ferocious black force and two huge fists quickly followed.

"You are not qualified to kill me!" Su Mo said as he swung his purple sword continuously in the air. The forceful and chaotic Sword Qi formed a thick Sword screen.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Suddenly, amidst loud explosions, the Sabre Qi swept in a ferocious hurricane, and the two powerful fists all hit Su Mo.

The collision forces caused a massive explosion and the debris scattered in all directions.

This tidal wave of death had utterly destroyed all life.

"Unable to take a blow!" Wu Zuo was full of spite. His blow was supported by the two warriors from the Sky Tyrant Clan. However he had yet to wield his ultimate peak force.

If he was able to kill Su Mo so easily, he would be indignant. Such rumours of Su Mo's indomitable prowess were exaggerated.

Su Mo was indeed formidable, however he had yet to become sensational.

"Are you dead?"

The two warriors from the Sky Tyrant Clan had eyes like lightning. They retreated as they examined the debris.

They would have thought that Su Mo was dead. 

However, they had heard that Su Mo was a gifted genius, hence they had to prudent to ascertain the evidence.

"Oh no!"

In the far distance, there was a huge green and purple dragon. They were horrified. Their eyes showed their disbelief.

The dragon was Long Xun. He had left the Infinite Region for the First Mountain. That was the stronghold for the Dragon Tribe.

He had rushed forward without delay upon hearing the news from his tribesmen.

However, he had arrived too late.

He did not believe that Su Mo was dead. He had heard too many legends about Su Mo in the Infinite Region.

Long Cang, the Clan Leader at the Infinite Region's Headquarters, had previously spent half a day with him, to provide information on Su Mo's background.

Therefore, he was sure that Su Mo was a gifted genius and he would have been able to survive this blow.

"I was right!" Long Xun was pleasantly surprised by what he had seen.

In the distance, amidst the forceful collision forces, a sharp, bright ray emerged.

"Go to hell!"

Su Mo charged with his Sword at one of the warriors from the Sky Tyrant Clan.

"What?"

Both Wu Zuo and the two warriors from the Sky Tyrant Clan were shocked.

Not only did Su Mo survive, he was able to retaliate.

"We're doomed!"

Su Mo was charging at full speed. The Sky Tyrant warrior was overwhelmed with fear.

Su Mo's speed was aided by the blast wave. Within seconds, Su Mo was right in front of him.

"Get lost!"

This warrior took the blow from the sudden attack.

Rumble!

The fist and the sword collided and then both exploded.

Subsequently, the sword defeated the fist and continued to penetrate deep into it.

The warrior's fist turned into a bloody mist. His hand, arm and body exploded bloodily.

Swoosh!

Su Mo's shadow appeared and glided through the bloody mist and brought along a hurricane of bloody mist.

He halted and turned to watch Wu Zuo from a distance.

At this moment, Wu Zuo was stone-faced. Both he and the other warrior from the Sky Tyrant Clan shuddered with fear.

Numerous warriors who were watching from the cities were equally shocked.

Had the King Sage slain the Empty God Realm Rank 3?

Was this a hoax?

Who was this Su Mo guy? How could he have such formidable and indomitable prowess?

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

At that moment, there was a void tremor. A gigantic green and purple dragon descended with majestic might.

Swoosh!

The huge dragon transformed into an elder in a green robe. He landed beside Su Mo. It was Long Xun.

"Su Mo my friend, are you alright?" Long Xun frowned and asked Su Mo, who was slightly injured and in tatters.

"I am okay. Just some scrapes!" Su Mo shook his head as he wiped off some blood of the corner of his mouth.

He had in fact sustained some injuries. His organs and body were devastated.

Fortunately, these were minor injuries to warriors at his level. As long as his Spiritual Soul and Sacred Elixir were unharmed, the injuries to his organs were minor.

"That's great to hear!"

Long Xun was relieved. He turned to look at Wu Zu and the surviving warrior from the Sky Tyrant Clan. He declared loudly: "Su Mo is one of us at the Dragon Tribe. How dare you kill one of my dragon tribe? That's atrocious!"

Wu Zuo was taken aback. Now that the top powers from the Dragon Tribe was here, he had to stop.

Even through the Sorcerer Tribe was strong, it was still unable to be compared to the Dragon Tribe. The two were incomparable, being in different leagues.

Wu Zuo had kept quiet. He would let the Sky Tyrant Clan to handle the situation.

"Long Xun, Su Mo is our enemy. Would you wish for your Dragon Tribe and my Sky Tyrant Clan to become foes?" the survivor demanded.

"Our Dragon Tribe has no wish to become enemies with anyone. However we shall not allow anyone to hurt Su Mo!" Long Xun answered coldly. Till now, he had not struck as he knows the Dragon Tribe could not afford to infuriate the Sky Tyrant Clan.

"Humph! The last time on the Ninth Mountain, almost a hundred top powers of your Dragon Tribe were killed by the Nether Tribe. Now your Dragon Tribe has been weakened as a result. Should we become foes, it will mean your Dragon Tribe's extermination date is near. Do consider carefully!" the warrior from the Sky Tyrant said with intimidation.

Long Xun frowned upon hearing this. His Dragon Tribe had indeed suffered great losses after the duel with the Nether Tribe.

However, that loss did not cripple the strong foundation of the Dragon Tribe. Hence there was no need to admit defeat to anyone.

In other words, as long as the Holy Sage of the Dragon Tribe was still around, no one dared to threaten the Dragon Tribe.

"Do leave! Otherwise, do not blame me!" Long Xun waved his sleeve and ordered.

"You…!"

The middle-aged man from the Sky Tyrant Clan was astounded. However, he knew he was no match for Long Xun and hence he did not dare to retort.

As for Wu Zuo, he kept his silence. Despite his powerful prowess, he did not dare to offend the top powers from the Dragon Tribe.

Because his Sorcerer Tribe did not have a Holy Sage at the moment to be able to fight the Dragon Tribe.

A holy sage was a half deity whose cultivation had surpassed the Empty God Realm.

"Long Xun, our Sky Tyrant Clan will not let Su Mo go easily, you will have to bear the consequences for shielding him!" The middle-aged man from the Sky Tyrant Clan left after saying these harsh words.

Wu Zuo left too without saying a word.

"Su Mo, this is not the place to linger. Let's move!" Long Xun beckoned to Su Mo.

Su Mo nodded and flew off with Long Xun.

As Su Mo and his opponents had departed, the cities were full of commotion. Everyone was discussing fervently.

"Who is Su Mo?"

"Gifted genius! This person is indeed a gifted genus amongst all gifted geniuses!"

"If this person is able to breakthrough the Empty God Realm, he could perhaps contend with the Ancient God and the Ancient Demon!"

"What a terrifying character!"