Warrior’s Promise

Although the Sorcerer Tribe had made a deal with the Triple Deities Sect and also agreed with Xu Wushen that they would not harm Su Mo before the Sky Dragon Contest. The Sorcerer Tribesmen could not maintain their cool after seeing the person responsible for the massacre of 200,000 fellow tribesmen before their eyes.

A thick layer of Dark Force had gathered in Wu Fengtian’s hand and he was ready to strike out instantly.

He spread his palm and a Dark Force claw a few dozen feet long clawed at Su Mo as it filled the sky.

This attack was powerful and typical Rank 9 Martial Honorables would not be able to defend themselves from it.

However, Su Mo only coldly laughed in the face of the blow and he did not have any intention of fighting back.

That was because there was a large group of people around him and aside from the king, there were also a lot of geniuses and elders from the Imperial Ancestor Court Faction.

Furthermore, Wu Fengtian’s blow covered many people under it and hence, Su Mo did not need to act.

As expected, before the large claw fell upon Su Mo’s head, the king acted out. He waved his long robe and like a blowing wind of ashes, the large claw immediately dissipated.

Wu Fengtian’s face immediately darkened to a tone as dark as water.

“Senior Jia Shen, this isn’t the time for you Sorcerer Tribesmen to act!’

Once the king had destroyed Wu Fengtian’s attack, he cupped his fists towards an elder of the Sorcerer Tribe and spoke.

This elder wore a long palace robe and had a curtain of white hair falling down his back. Wrinkles lined his head and he was Saint Elder Jia Shen, the Empty God expert of the Sorcerer Tribe.

Saint Elder Jia Shen remained calm and his eye shifted away from Su Mo as he looked at the king.

“Gu Yue, how daring of your Imperial Ancestor Court Faction to take in Su Mo.” The words of Saint Elder Jia Shen shot out like sharp blades towards the king as he maintained a calm face.

The king frowned slightly, even if he was a Martial Sage, he inevitably had to bow in front of Saint Elder Ji Shen.

Silence filled the plain as everyone stared nervously at the king and Saint Elder Jia Shen.

The hatred between Su Mo and the Sorcerer Tribesmen ran deep, and everyone wondered how the king would reply to the questions of the Sorcerer Tribe.

Experts of the Black Scale Clan and the Flying Spirit Clan who were on the black warship and the white feather raised their eyebrows in interest. They were also glad that the Sorcerer Tribe had picked a fight against the superpowers of the human clans.

“Jia Shen, don’t forget about the agreement!”

Right at that moment, a calm but sharp voice rose from Sky City.

Suddenly, the grand doors of the Sky City opened and a large group of people strode out.

There were no less than 3,000 experts from the Triple Deities Sect who walked out of Sky City.

The leader of the group was a young-looking man. A long purple robe floated behind him as he stared at Saint Elder Jia Shen with deep eyes. His face was handsome and his aura surged to the sky.

This man was Xu Wushen, the Saint Elder of the Triple Deities Sect.

A large group of people stood behind Xu Wushen. They were the geniuses of the Triple Deities Sect, Xue Juntian, Qin Yun, Fang Fei, Jiang Shenye and Qingya were among them.

Beside Xu Wushen was Elder Feng Shen of the Giant Beings Clan who had entered the Sky City previously.

Elder Feng Shen took a 10,000 foot step forward and returned to where the Giant Beings Clan stood.

Very quickly, Xu Wushen led the Triple Deities Sect members in front of the crowd.

“Of course I do!” Saint Elder Jia Shen narrowed his eyes at Xu Wushen and lightly spoke. If not for the earlier agreement made, he would have attacked Su Mo already.

That was because he knew that he was before the gates of Sky City and the plain was a territory of the Triple Deities Sect. Even if he attacked Su Mo personally, he would also be stopped.

As such, he didn’t attack and nor did he stop Wu Fengtian from attacking Su Mo.

“That’s great then!”‘Xu Wushen nodded his head before he scanned the crowd with his intelligent, bead-like eyes. Since all the superpowers had arrived, he would begin the event.

“Su Mo, you won’t be able to escape during the Sky Dragon Contest!” Wu Fengtian coldly glared at Su Mo and glowered.

“Whatever!” Su Mo stared back fearlessly at Wu Fengtian without any hint of fear. Wu Fengtian was extraordinary as well. His cultivation rank had reached the early stages of the Rank 9 Martial Honorable Realm, as expected of the young clan leader of the Heavenly Underworld Star Sorcerer Tribe branch.

With that, Su Mo scanned all the Sorcerer Tribesmen. Yet, he did not find the Grand Priest.

However, he recalled the agreement between the Sorcerer Tribe and the Triple Deities Sect. It seemed like the Grand Priest had been punished by the tribe and he had been locked in the Ancestral grounds of the tribe.

“Hmph!” Wu Fengtian scoffed before he slowly reined in the killing intent in his eyes. He could see that Su Mo was a Rank 7 Martial Honorable now.

So what?

Su Mo’s cultivation rank had increased quickly, but so had his. Once he had returned to the Heavenly Sorcerer Star from the Dark Iron Mine, he had quickly advanced to Rank the 8 Martial Honorable Realm and used a year to finally breakthrough to the Rank 9 Martial Honorable Realm.

As such, Su Mo wasn’t his match previously, and nor would he be now.

Behind Xu Wushen, Qing Ya wore a dark look and Jiang Shenye helplessly shook his head.

On the other hand, Qin Yun threw a sideward glance at Su Mo and coldly scoffed.

Yet, a complicated expression was seen in Fang Fei’s eyes. As she saw Su Mo’s cultivation rank and recalled his strength, her lips quivered. This man might pull off a miracle at the Sky Dragon Contest.

Right at that moment, everyone turned their heads away from Su Mo and stared at a mountain range in a distance away.

Two mountains had 4 words carved brightly on it. These 8 words shone brilliantly under the glare of the sun and stood out in the entire scenery.

“Ju Shen, you dare to think you are the best with your strength?”

A man who wore a blood-red shirt and who had long red hair falling down his forehead scoffed from within the group of Sorcerer Tribesmen.

This man appeared to be plain-looking, but daggers seemed to shoot out from his eyes and his aura was dark and mysterious.

That was because Ju Shen was sitting cross-legged below the mountain that said ‘I am the best’ and the red-shirted young man could deduce that the person who carved the four words was Ju Shen.

On the other mountain that was carved with the words ‘Not with me around’, the man could guess from the aura dissipating from the words that Xue Juntian had written the words.

“What’s wrong, Wu Qiong?” Ju Shen raised his eyebrows and asked as his voice boomed out like thunder.

Upon hearing Ju Shen’s words, Su Mo’s eyes brightened. It seemed that the red-shirted young man was the top talent of the Sorcerer Tribe, Wu Qiong.

“He he!”

Wu Qiong lightly laughed as he shook his head, “Only the weak would use such a method to prove their existence!”

“Is that so?” Ju Shen’s eyes narrowed as he glowered. Looking at Wu Qiong in front of him, the battling sense in his head slowly started to rise.

Regardless of whether it was Xue Juntian or Wu Qiong, they were both opponents that were a threat to him.

“That’s right. Ju Shen, you must not be confident right?”

“Ju Shen, you are not worthy of writing the words ‘I am the best’!”

Right at that moment, two individuals from the Flying Spirit Clan and the Black Scale Tribe shouted.

A handsome young man who wore a white shirt and had a pretty-boy face had spoken. His skin was pale and smooth and he appeared to be even prettier than some ladies.

The five-colored wings that grew from this man’s back was mesmerizing and his cultivation rank was also high. He was a Sage-to-be.

On the other hand, the person who spoke out from the Black Scale Clan appeared even more eye catching. The long black hair he had grew below his waist and pitch-black scales covered his entire body, revealing only his two eyes.

What was surprising was that the man’s nails were 2 feet long and they were as sharp as swords, while also being pitch black.

“Fei Tianyu, Hei Yaohuang, although I battled against the two of you 3 years ago and lost, this time, it will be both your turns!” Ju Shen proudly claimed.

“Hehe!”

“Ignorant!”

The pretty face smiled as he shook his head while the Black Scale Clansman scoffed.

The two of them were considered godly talents of the Flying Spirit Clan and the Black Scale Clan. Both had confidence of winning and they would not be scared off by Ju Shen.

Right at that moment, Xu Wushen coughed lightly and he scanned the area and announced, “Alright. Time is tight. The Sky Dragon Contest can begin now. We will head over to Kunyun Small World first!”

With that, Xu Wushen led the geniuses of the Triple Deities Sect and rose into the sky before he flew out of Sky City and headed for another direction.

Other men from the major superpowers also quickly followed after him.

“Small world. The Sky Dragon Contest is actually going to be held in a small world?” A few people of other superpowers blankly uttered as they were filled with surprise.

Su Mo was also shocked as he had not imagined that the Sky Dragon Contest would be held in a small world.

However, he did not hesitate and he rose up into the air and followed the Imperial Ancestor Court Faction to head after Xu Wushen.