Warrior's Promise

The golden sword radiance tore through the void, hurtling down toward Su Mo like a golden lightning streaking from the clouds.

The stony-faced young man was called Guo Jianqing. His strength was comparable to Zhao Cheng’s.

His sword thrust was a smart move since Su Mo’s blood Qi had been weakened by his confrontation with Zhao Cheng.

At this moment, Su Mo had used up all his strength and had not recovered.

Sure enough, Guo Jianqing seized the opportunity to strike a fatal blow at Su Mo.

Whoosh!

The golden sword radiance sundered the space so fast that it slashed across 50 kilometers to reach Su Mo.

“No!” Su Mo was astounded. He could not believe that they could join hands to attack him so cleverly.

Since the sword had arrived, Su Mo had no time to duck. He confronted the sword radiance with all his strength.

His long sword drew a beautiful arc in the air and clashed with the golden sword radiance with immense power.

Boom!

An explosion shook the earth.

The golden sword radiance was so powerful that it threw Su Mo away.

Swish!

Like an ejecting shell, Su Mo was thrown backward.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

After a series of loud explosions, he crashed into a 3000-meter-high mountain 500 meters away, breaking its peak.

He finally arrested the momentum. Something came out from his throat—it was blood dripping down the corner of his mouth.

Su Mo was too surprised to defend himself from this attack. He found himself trapped. His clothes were torn and disheveled.

Boom!

Whoosh!

Before Su Mo could draw in a breath, an enormous fist print and a golden sword radiance had surged toward his left and right.

The formidable fist and the sword power were full of an awesome murderous aura, enveloping Su Mo’s body.

“You are courting death!” Su Mo’s face turned livid. Both of them were powerful and had joined hands to fight him with a tacit understanding.

Whoosh!

Without sparing time for another thought, Su Mo soared into the sky. Meanwhile, the 28 Natal Spiritual Swords inside his body had took up the positions of the Grand Stars Sword Formation. Storming sword Qi confronted the fist print and the sword radiance.

Boom! Rumble!

A series of explosions. Although the Grand Stars Sword Formation was formidable, it could not parry the fierce attacks of the fist print and the sword radiance. It was instantly torn into pieces—the 28 Natal Spiritual Swords were thrown in all directions.

The fist print and the sword radiance bellowed. They did not hit Su Mo but flew to 5,000 kilometers away.

The Grand Stars Sword Formation, although unable to totally block the fist print and the sword radiance, succeeded in parrying the blow for a while. Su Mo had time to breathe.

“Let’s see who will survive today!”

Su Mo dashed into the sky with glaring eyes and with a frightful killing aura.

The furious aura from his body surged into the sky. His gigantic Devouring Fighting Soul was released immediately and drifted in the air. It looked as if the sky had collapsed.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

His Devouring Fighting Soul had been activated. A giant vortex began to swirl violently.

In a flash, a horrific devouring power had roared out from the devouring vortex, sweeping out in all directions.

The devouring power was extremely formidable—ten times more powerful than his own power.

The power of his Fighting Soul exceeded his Martial Soul’s by a vast degree. Moreover, his was the most advanced Fighting Soul.

Everything within the several hundred meters around him, including all the Spiritual Qi, clouds and shattered pieces, flew toward the devouring Fighting Soul.

Enveloped by the devouring power, Zhao Cheng and Guo Jianqing felt a dreadful tremor and were sucked in by the devouring Fighting Soul.

“Whose Fighting Soul is it?”

“How can it be?”

Zhao Cheng and Guo Jianqing’s faces paled and they shouted quickly. As they goggled the giant devouring vortex, their eyes were filled with incredulity.

They had never seen such a horrific Fighting Soul like his before.

Under the influence of the devouring power, they felt as if their bodies were pulled by a strong force. The blood and Dark Force inside them churned violently.

Even their Fighting Souls were trembling ceaselessly.

Both of them were not weak. They steadied themselves and began retreating.

Greatly affected by the devouring power, they retreated very slowly—slower than even flying martial artists in the True Spirit Realm.

“Die!”

Su Mo howled, charging at Zhao Cheng and Guo Jianqing with his devouring Fighting Soul like a streak of lightning.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Glittering, insubstantial figures soared out from the devouring Fighting Soul and drifted to behind Su Mo. They were many different kinds of Martial Souls.

These Martial Souls were mainly Sword Martial Souls. There was also two Saber Martial Souls and one Spear Martial Soul among these 13 Martial Souls.

Su Mo mobilized all 14 Martial Souls at once—the 13 Martial Souls and his own Devouring Fighting Soul.

Before breaking through to the Martial Emperor Realm, he could not mobilize so many Martial Souls at the same time. He could at most mobilize 10.

With his improved cultivation, his willpower had also been strengthened. He could about mobilize 14 Martial Souls at the same time.

With the emergence of these 13 Martial Souls, Su Mo’s aura had become so brutally powerful that its keen radiance pierced the sky.

Every aura from him seemed to take on the form of a keen Divine Weapon, shattering space.

“Slash!”

Su Mo quickly moved toward Zhao Cheng and Guo Jianqing and at once slashed out his long sword twice.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

With a sweeping murderous aura, two three-colored, 300-meter Sword Qi hurtled toward Zhao Cheng and Guo Jianqing with lightning speed.

“How could it be?” Zhao Cheng and Guo Jianqing shouted, their eyes dilating with terror. They looked like they had witnessed the most horrible thing in the world.

Dozens of Martial Souls?

How could this have happened?

Those who had two Martial Souls were considered super geniuses and those with three were very rare in history. To have quadruple Martial Souls was definitely impossible.

But what had happened? How could Su Mo have over one dozen Martial Souls?

Zhao Cheng and Guo Jianqing were struck dumb, totally terrified.

Both of them did not respond until the terrifying three-colored sword Qi drew near. Its stinging murderous aura had chilled their bones to the core.

“Die!”

“Die!”

At the critical moment, they gave a mad roar, straining every fiber to fend off the blow.

Due to the devouring power, they were as slow as a snail, with no more strength to duck. They simply tried their best to resist.

In a twinkle of an eye, both of them had released their Fighting Soul and were mobilizing its power.

Zhao Cheng’s Fighting Soul was an ape called King Kong. It had a massive build and an extraordinary aura.

Guo Jianqing’s Fighting Soul was a long white sword emanating a powerful, forbidding sword Qi.

The devouring power had caused both of their Fighting Souls to tremble incessantly, Soon, all their auras had dissipated.

Left with no time to think, Zhao Cheng and Guo Jianqing mobilized their Dark Force to consolidate their Fighting Souls. They prepared to confront the three-colored sword Qi head-on.

Boom!

Whoosh!

Zhao Cheng punched again. His dazzling fist radiance condensed into a fist print, shattering space.

Guo Jianqing gave the most powerful slash he could muster. The gleaming golden sword radiance streaked ahead, slashing at the three-color Sword Qi.