Warrior's Promise

"Devour!" Su Mo roared as he exerted his Devouring Martial Soul to its maximum. The powerful devouring power instantly enshrouded all of the Evil Spirits.

From the moment he had entered, Su Mo had been watching these spirits closely. He noticed that the spirits all stemmed from the Demonic Spirit, which was the exact fodder his Devouring Martial Soul needed. He was not worried at all.

"Cackle Cackle Cackle!"

After getting enshrouded by the devouring power, the countless Evil Spirits let out frightening cries.

These spirits seemed to have met their natural predator and struggled madly to escape.

However, Su Mo's Devouring Martial Soul was now activated to its fullest. The devouring power was incredibly strong, frantically sucking and pulling in the Evil Spirits.

"This is...!" Nie Qian stopped and stared in shock.

Nie Qian was astonished as he looked at Su Mo's Martial Soul. "What kind of Martial Soul is this? How can it devour Evil spirits?"

He even felt the Fighting Soul inside him shiver under the strength of the devouring power.

"Cackle Cackle Cackle!"

The Evil Spirits cried as the devouring power dragged each of them into the pitch black vortex.

Although the strength of these spirits was equal to the strength of martial artists in the Martial Emperor Realm, they could not do anything to avoid getting devoured. This was a natural and inherent restraint.

Su Mo was covertly pleased to find that the effect of devouring these Evil Spirits was equal to devouring a Fighting Soul.

As each spirit was devoured, he felt an immensely strong power forming inside him. This power was just as powerful as the Fighting Soul he had devoured from the Tu Family Master back in Tushan Town.

The Devouring Martial Soul continued to devour as spirits screamed. Within a few heartbeats, 90 percent of the Evil Spirits had been devoured.

The hundreds of Evil Spirits that were left continued to struggle and shriek.

Yet, no matter how hard they tried, they could not escape their fate of being devoured. In a short while, all the Evil Spirits were devoured and peace had returned to the void.

"Buzz..."

At this moment, Su Mo's Devouring Martial Soul quivered. Its golden halos shone brightly.

Su Mo quickly responded and withdrew his Devouring Martial Soul before the seventh halo came out.

His Devouring Martial Soul had now successfully reached Rank 7 in the Heaven Class.

"Hiss!"

Seeing the thousands of Martial Emperor Expert level spirits all devoured in a matter of seconds, Nie Qian was awestruck.

"Brother Nie, let's go to the palace!" Su Mo called out as he flew toward the palace.

"Right!" Nie Qian replied subconsciously. He then followed Su Mo to the palace.

"Brother Su, what kind of Martial Soul do you have? It can't be one of the Archean Martial Souls, right?" Nie Qian asked out of curiosity.

He was quite knowledgable, but he had never seen a Martial Soul like Su Mo's. This made him guess that Su Mo's Martial Soul was not one on the Archean Martial Soul Board.

"I'm not so sure myself!" Su Mo chuckled. He was not hiding it from Nie Qian, he really did not know much about his own Martial Soul.

This was because his Martial Soul did not only have the ability to devour but also the ability to upgrade and use the powers of other people's Martial Souls. It could even devour the bloodline abilities of others.

Moreover, he was unaware of the special abilities possessed by the Martial Souls on the Archean Martial Soul Board.

In a short while, the two of them reached the entrance of the black palace.

This palace was enomous. Its radius alone was no less than 5,000 meters. The palace was made of dark stones.

The palace had only one entrance. The interior was filled with a deep fog that made it impossible to see clearly.

"Brother Nie, that Liao Yunjian used us as cannon fodder. When we get the chance, let us destroy him!" Su Mo said in a low voice while standing in front of the gate.

He did not rush into the palace since Liao Yunjian could not run away anyway.

Nie Qian smiled wryly and sighed. "That Liao Yunjian's is way stronger than us. We can never beat him. Moreover, he has ties with the Taishi Family, we can't harm him!"

"The Taishi Family?" Su Mo whispered and thought of one of the families backing up the Shenwu Academy. He then remembered that rude and arrogant Taishi Xuan whom he had met at the square.

"Let's go in!" Su Mo shook his head and changed the topic. They leaped forward and went inside the black palace.

No matter who it was, anyone who tried to kill him should be ready for his revenge!

Due to his viciousness, Liao Yunjian was now on Su Mo's kill list.

In a matter of seconds, Su Mo and Nie Qian had entered the palace.

Inside, there was a broad passageway leading to the deeper areas of the palace.

Su Mo signaled to Nie Qian and the two started to move slowly while hiding their auras as best as they can.

"Haha! This trip was well worth the ride!"

Liao Yunjian's faint laughter was heard from the road up ahead.

Su Mo's eyes were filled with a deadly light upon hearing Liao Yunjian's voice. He was determined to kill him.

"Liao Yunjian, you tricked us! There are no treasures here whatsoever! You're just here for this Demonic Soul!" Han Ying's shouts rang out.

"Haha! Without help from you guys, how was I supposed to get here?" Liao Yunjian's voice came once again.

Su Mo and Nie Qian were already by the doorstep of the passageway. They did not show themselves but instead used their spiritual consciousness to get a grasp of what was happening outside.

There was a huge hall outside the passageway, and a big altar stood in the middle.

The altar was more than 33 meters tall with a huge crystal ball gleaming with demonic rays floating on top of it. Inside the crystal ball lay a tall and straight figure.

"This is... a Demonic Soul?" Su Mo was suddenly excited after seeing the figure inside the crystal ball.

This figure was definitely a Demonic Soul一a super strong one. Despite the distance its demonic aura was overwhelming.

This Demonic Soul was the Fighting Soul of an Armor Devil. Although not as strong as a Human's Fighting Soul, it was still very powerful.

Why would an unconscious Fighting Soul be in a place like this?

Unconscious Fighting Souls would have faded away already, and even if it were conscious, why would it be here?

Liao Yunjian's expression was filled with joy. What did he want the Demonic Soul for?

Below the altar, Liao Yunjian and Han Ying were facing each other. The former was bursting with delight, while the latter displayed nothing but hostility.

"Actually, Miss Han, I've been looking for a partner to cultivate-through-sex. I think you'd be a great fit, don't you agree?" Liao Yunjian stared at Han Ying's curvy body as he spoke.

"In your dreams!" Han Ying shouted while retreating. She attempted to leave the hall.

"Swish!"

She moved in a flash but Liao Yunjian immediately blocked her way out.

"Miss Han, if you don't agree, I fear you won't be able to walk out of this hall!" Liao Yunjian said with a smile.

Han Ying's pretty face turned completely pale. She had not thought that he was such a despicable man who would not only trick them but also try to rob her of her dignity.