Du Feng stared coldly at General Yang.
’Why did I hit you?’
’I ought to kill you, you clueless bastard.’
Although General Yang didn’t know the specific reason, he had figured it out by now: Su Mo’s background was anything but ordinary.
Otherwise, the Cyan Emperor and Du Feng would never have acted this way.
But what happened next still exceeded his expectations. He watched as the Cyan Emperor and Du Feng both knelt before Su Mo.
"Greetings, Elder Su."
The Cyan Emperor and Du Feng said in unison.
’What?’
’His Majesty and Patriarch Du are actually kneeling?’
General Yang’s face was a mask of disbelief.
He had anticipated that Su Mo’s identity was extraordinary, but he never imagined the Cyan Emperor and Patriarch Du would kneel to him.
It was simply too shocking.
Su Mo asked, "You know why I summoned you, don’t you?"
"Yes!"
The Cyan Emperor rose to his feet and thrust a finger toward General Yang’s forehead.
SQUELCH!
A bloody hole appeared on General Yang’s forehead, and he collapsed, stiff as a board.
"Your Majesty, you..."
General Yang lay on the ground, his eyes wide open.
He died with a grievance.
He couldn’t understand. All he’d done was pick a fight, so how had it brought a fatal disaster upon himself?
However, it was too late for regrets.
Su Mo said, dumbfounded, "I just wanted you to teach him a lesson. Why did you kill him?"
"Reporting to Elder Su, a man like him deserved to die. He’s not worthy of your sympathy."
The Cyan Emperor shot a vicious glare at General Yang’s corpse.
’Fuck you.’
’You wanted to die, and you nearly dragged me down with you—you almost cost me the entire Canglan Empire. You got what you deserved.’
Su Mo shook his head helplessly.
The man was already dead; there was no point in saying anything more.
Su Mo pointed at the pile of gore behind him and said, "I’m in a hurry and don’t have time to clean this up. You two handle it."
After saying this, Su Mo turned and left.
The Cyan Emperor let out a sigh of relief. "The moment I saw Elder Su, I nearly pissed my pants. I thought he was angry and was going to swat me dead."
"He wouldn’t. Elder Su isn’t an unreasonable person."
Du Feng said, "Let’s go. We’ll see who Elder Su killed."
The two men approached the pile of gore.
Du Feng exclaimed in shock, "There’s such pure energy in this paste... These must have been Martial Monarch Level experts."
"What? Martial Monarchs?"
The Cyan Emperor’s face was filled with horror.
Du Feng said with certainty, "Nine Martial Monarchs in total, and the other dozen or so were Grand Martial Artists. By the way, how many sounds did you hear just now?"
"One!"
The Cyan Emperor replied without a second thought.
Du Feng nodded. "I only heard one, too. In other words, Elder Su used a single move to kill nine Martial Monarch experts."
HISS...
Hearing Du Feng’s analysis, the Cyan Emperor sucked in a sharp, cold breath.
Killing nine Martial Monarchs in a single move.
’He’s too strong.’
Even though he had long since witnessed Su Mo’s power, he couldn’t help but be shaken.
Although Du Feng appeared calm on the surface, he was equally stunned inside.
Back at the Xiao Family’s estate, Su Mo had slapped the Late Stage Martial Monarch, the Heaven-Suppressing King, to death with a single move. But the Heaven-Suppressing King was, after all, only one person.
This time was different. There were a full nine Martial Monarchs and over a dozen Grand Martial Artists.
Among them, two were even at Martial Monarch Perfection, a full realm higher than the Heaven-Suppressing King.
Du Feng asked, "Do you feel it? Elder Su is even stronger than he was at the Xiao Family’s estate."
"He is. Definitely stronger."
The Cyan Emperor nodded.
At first, he thought it was his imagination. After all, they had just returned from the Xiao Family’s estate via the Teleportation Array yesterday, and Su Mo had arrived today.
Only a single day had passed.
Even the most monstrous genius in the world couldn’t possibly become so much stronger in one day that he seemed like a completely different person.
And yet, Su Mo had done it.
Du Feng sighed with emotion. "Only Elder Su could have such a world-defying breakthrough speed. I can’t imagine how monstrously powerful he’ll be after he returns from the Holy Spirit Manor."
The Cyan Emperor said, "Is there even a need to ask? He’ll surely become so monstrously powerful that people like us couldn’t hope to reach his level in several lifetimes."
Just as Su Mo left the Cyan Blue Imperial City, the Communication Stone in his robes buzzed. Daoist Xuanqing’s voice came from within: "Elder Su, the matter is settled."
Su Mo asked in surprise, "That quickly?"
Daoist Xuanqing replied, "We borrowed several Teleportation Arrays and launched simultaneous attacks on the Celestial Slaughter Hall branches in the Eighteen Kingdoms, crushing them completely."
Activating a Teleportation Array requires an enormous amount of Spirit Stones.
Therefore, the Eighteen Kingdoms rarely used them.
They were only activated during certain special circumstances.
Coupled with the secrecy of the operation and the principle that speed is paramount in war, they managed to wipe out all the Celestial Slaughter Hall branches at almost no cost.
Su Mo nodded. "A job well done."
Daoist Xuanqing said humbly, "It was Alliance Leader Xiao’s excellent command. Otherwise, we could not have completed the mission so quickly."
"I just helped coordinate things. The credit belongs to everyone."
Xiao Zhan said with a laugh.
Su Mo nodded. "Tell everyone that I will reward you all handsomely when I return. For now, guard our home well."
"Yes!"
Daoist Xuanqing’s voice was full of pleasant surprise.
He had seen it before. The Treasures Su Mo gave as rewards were by no means ordinary items.
Perhaps the Treasures Su Mo rewarded them with next time could allow them to advance to the Martial King realm.
That was a legendary realm!
There were only a few in the entire Northern Profound Domain.
Daoist Xuanqing said, "Elder Su, I forgot to tell you, Master Mo and Master Jia were injured during the operation."
"Ah... Are their lives in danger?"
Su Mo asked worriedly.
Daoist Xuanqing replied, "No, but they probably won’t be able to perform Alchemy for the next half-month."
Su Mo instructed, "Tell them both to rest well. Also, credit them with the highest merit. I’ll teach them my Alchemy techniques when I return."
Originally, Su Mo didn’t need any Alchemists.
With him around, the Xiao Family had been self-sufficient.
But not anymore.
Now that the Xiao Alliance Sacred Land was established, they needed huge quantities of Elixir Pills to raise their strength, making Alchemists incredibly valuable.
Those two absolutely could not have anything happen to them.
Daoist Xuanqing said, "Alright, I’ll pass that on to them. Elder Su, I wish you a safe journey and a swift return."
「Meanwhile, at the Celestial Slaughter Hall.」
The black-robed elder wondered aloud, "Why haven’t Blood Cry and Ghost Skull returned with Su Mo’s head? Could they have failed?"
By all rights, Blood Cry and Ghost Skull should have been back long ago. At the very least, they should have sent a message.
Yet, after all this time, there had been no word from either of them.
Just as the black-robed elder was pondering this, a dark figure suddenly burst into the main hall and knelt. "Hall Master, this is bad!"
"Panicking like that. Have you no decorum?"
The black-robed elder scolded, "Remember, as an elite assassin, you must remain unruffled no matter how catastrophic the situation."
"Yes, this subordinate was wrong."
The dark figure said respectfully.
Only then did the black-robed elder ask, "Speak. What happened that has you in such a panic?"
The dark figure replied, "Reporting to the Hall Master, all our branches in the Eighteen Kingdoms have been annihilated! We can’t contact a single one."
"What did you say?"
The black-robed elder shot to his feet, his face a mask of utter disbelief.
This time, it was his turn to panic.