Chapter 1217: He’s back!

Su Mo sat cross-legged in the tower.

He wanted to go out and walk around the Shenwu Academy. However, since the issue of his identification badge had not been settled, he was still officially not a disciple. He thought better of the plan. Instead, he would wait quietly for Instructor Mu Li to bring him his badge the next day.

After settling himself down, Su Mo decided to try and break into the Emperor-to-be Realm.

The Emperor-to-be Realm could be attained in two ways: either by cultivating a martial artist’s divine elixir from the Martial Royal to the Imperial Realm, or by evolving his Martial Soul into a Fighting Soul.

Su Mo could not evolve his Martial Soul right now. He could only try and break through using the divine elixir. If he succeeded, he would become an Emperor-to-be.

He was in his current cultivation long enough and could easily break into the Emperor-to-be Realm.

After a short while, Su Mo turned his palm up, revealing a jade bracelet.

This jade bracelet was Wu Sen’s Spacial Device. There were more than 100,000 martial artists in it–some from the Netherworld Devil Sect, others from the Yin-yang Divine Sect. It even contained experts from the Beitang family.

The next moment, a thought crossed his mind and his figure disappeared into the Spatial Ring.

In the jade bracelet.

A lofty palace stood, surrounded by a large number of martial artists.

“What’s going on? It has been almost a year. Why hasn’t the Sect Master let us go?”

“You’re right! We should have left the Firmament World long ago!”

“I hope nothing’s wrong!”

Everyone was busy discussing and a commotion broke out. Everyone–whether from the Netherworld Devil Sect, the Yin-yan Palace, or the Beitang Family–was agitated.

It had been almost a year since the Trial Testers went into the Firmament World. Yet Wu Sen had not let them out, nor had he indicated what he would do.

This made everyone worried. They were afraid some mishap might have happened.

In the palace.

The leaders of the three factions sat in the hall for a long time. They were all frowning deeply.

“Something must have happened!” Yang Dingtian looked grim. Some mishap must have happened, or it would not have taken such a long time.

“What could have happened? Could anyone threaten the Trial Testers in the Firmament World?” Second Demon Elder looked gloomy and forced himself to snicker.

Although he had some bad premonitions, he really did not believe anything could have happened.

The Trial Testers’ power was beyond dispute–they were absolutely invincible. Even that absurd prodigy Su Mo could not do anything to them.

Unless the Trial Testers did not want the Sect Master to leave the Firmament World.

Therefore, despite the long wait and although he felt a vague premonition in his heart, Second Demon Elder would not believe anything bad might have happened.

Of course, these people inside the jade bracelet could not know what had happened in the outside world. They could not guess that the Trial Testers had all been thoroughly defeated–Wu Sen was already dead, his soul dissipated.

“But why hasn’t Sect Master Wu let us out after such a long time?”

Yin Zong puckered his brows and continued. “Furthermore, Wu Shan must have gone too. But he hasn’t returned either!”

Everyone was silent. They were all really anxious. There had been no news at all. With nothing else to do but wait, they could not help being worried.

“He’s back!’

A cold voice rang out. A young man suddenly appeared in the center of the hall.

Everyone gave a slight start and gazed ahead. Their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

“Su Mo!”

“Su Mo!”

“How could it be?”

Shouts of fear erupted within the palace hall. All the experts inside started to clamor.

This young man who had suddenly appeared was Su Mo!

“Hello everyone, long time no see!” Su Mo surveyed the crowd in the palace hall and smiled faintly, revealing two rows of white teeth.

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Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Their replies were the sound of breaking air. Everyone in the hall was so terrified that they fled away like rats upon seeing a cat.

Within the blink of an eye, everyone in the hall had disappeared completely.

“Ha ha!” Su Mo sneered and shook his head silently. He did not stop anyone from leaving.

This was because there was only a space of about 150 kilometers within the Spacial Device. It was not even as big as the Divine Map. Where could these people run to?

Then, Su Mo exited the palace with long strides.

“It’s Su Mo!”

“What? How did Su Mo get here?”

“Oh my God! Run!”

Outside the palace, the martial artists from the Netherworld Devil Sect, the Yin-yang Palace and the Beitangs saw people run out from the palace. Then, they saw Su Mo walk out.

The same commotion rose among these panicky people. No one dared to do anything but run away in every direction.

The sound of people whizzing away was heard. Countless figures streaked away. More than 100,000 people had dashed off in a short time.

Only four people did not run. They stood outside the palace, eyeing Su Mo silently.

They were Jun Wuxi, Feng Shaoyu, Yun Fei, and Hua Suiyu.

Su Mo stared at them as well. As he gazed at his former Senior Brothers and Senior Sister, a tinge of sadness entered his eyes.

Once upon a time, they were great friends. They had treated one another with sincerity.

Feng Shaoyu had even fought with his life to protect them, in the Horned-demon Territory.

“Fifth Senior Brother, Seventh Senior Sister, Eighth and Ninth Senior Brothers!” His gaze swept across the four as he addressed them.

A helplessness overtook him. How could he have forgotten them four?

“11th Junior Brother!” They called out in a soft voice, looking at him with mixed feelings. They were once fellow apprentices. They had gone through thick and thin together. And yet, this had happened.

“Senior Brothers and Sister, I can rest now that you are all safe!” Su Mo sighed.

He was not preparing to make things difficult for them–no matter what had happened in the last four years, whether or not they were related to the Netherworld Devil Sect, and no matter what they were thinking right now.

When they heard this, all four breathed a sigh of relief. So Su Mo still cherished their ties as fellow apprentices. He would not deal harshly with them.

“11th Junior Brother, what happened to Second Senior Sister and 10th Junior Brother?” Hua Suiyu asked in a soft voice.

“They are well. They have joined the Firmament Palace!”

Su Mo said this quietly. He hesitated for a moment before continuing. “If you are willing, all four of you can join the Palace as well!”

The four did not say a word. Since An Nuan and Tian Chen were well, their hearts were set assured.

However, they still had qualms joining the Firmament Palace.

After all, they had stayed behind in the Netherworld Devil Sect for a long time. They were practically part of the Sect and Huangfu Qing had treated them well.

“11th Junior Brother, what do you intend to do with these people inside the domain?” Jun Wuxi asked quietly. He knew that since Su Mo was here, Wu Sen must already have been dead.

Although he did not know what had happened in the outside world, Su Mo was now the absolute monarch within this domain.

“Except for the four of you, all of them must die! That includes Huangfu Qing!” Su Mo said in a deep voice. He had already seen Huangfu Qing in the palace hall.

The four of them fell silent. Although Huangfu Qing was not amenable to reason, he had treated them with kindness.

To be honest, none of them wanted Huangfu Qing to die!

“11th Junior Brother… !” Feng Shaoyu was about to plead on Huangfu Qing’s behalf, but Su Mo waved him on.

“I’ve already given him a chance, but he won’t change!”

Su Mo said this nonchalantly. The last time, Su Mo did not kill Huangfu Qing and had merely gotten rid of his cultivation. Yet Huangfu Qing had still gone against him in the Netherworld Devil Sect. That man obviously did not care about the consequences!

The four of them sighed inwardly. They knew how Huangfu Qing had once persecuted Su Mo. It was impossible for Su Mo to spare him now.

“I’ll send the four of you out and make arrangements for you later,” Su Mo said quietly. With a thought, he sent the four of them out of the jade bracelet.

Following that, Su Mo’s eyes scanned his surroundings swiftly. His expression was icy-cold.

These martial artists from the Netherworld Devil Sect, the Yin-yan Palace and the Beitangs were all hiding in a distance, terrified.

They did not even have the courage to face Su Mo and fight.

Su Mo snickered and immediately sat down in a cross-legged position. He released his Devouring Martial Soul.