Huh?
Seeing the sky filled with a mist of blood, everyone present was dumbfounded.
What was going on?
A mere snap of the fingers had actually killed so many people?
Man Shan and Wu Hao were stunned too.
Their jaws dropped.
The two of them had seen Su Mo in action in Qu Luo’s Tomb, where he’d casually slapped the Qu Luo Evil Spirit to death.
But he hadn’t been this monstrously powerful back then.
Now, killing was like a game to Su Mo; a single, casual gesture could leave a swath of dead and injured.
"Holy crap, how did he do that?"
the Middle-aged Steward exclaimed.
Fairy Jinghong shook her head. "I didn’t see it clearly."
The Middle-aged Steward said in disbelief, "What? Even you couldn’t see it clearly?"
Fairy Jinghong’s face was full of bitterness.
Although she was an expert at the Early Stage Martial Monarch Realm, she hadn’t been able to see how Su Mo had attacked or what kind of power he had used.
"Manor Master, what about you?"
The Middle-aged Steward looked toward the Saint Spirit Manor Master.
The Saint Spirit Manor Master mused, "He must have used Sword Qi."
"Sword Qi?"
The surrounding people were all filled with doubt.
Su Mo had clearly just snapped his fingers. When had he used Sword Qi?
Besides, Su Mo didn’t even have a sword in his hand.
The Saint Spirit Manor Master said with a grave expression, "When a true master of the Sword Dao kills, they have no need to draw a sword, because they can unleash Sword Qi with a casual wave of their hand."
"That’s right!"
Fairy Jinghong added, "However, a Sword Dao master of this caliber hasn’t appeared in our Northern Profound Domain for over ten thousand years. Thus, such masters exist only in legends."
The Middle-aged Steward’s face was filled with horror.
Today, they had actually witnessed a legendary existence that hadn’t been seen in over ten thousand years.
Patriarch Mu chuckled. "Sect Leader Man, it seems your son has quite the eye, choosing such a powerful teammate."
"My son is just like me, blessed with a discerning eye."
Barbarian Tyrant grinned.
Patriarch Wu mocked, "A discerning eye? Heh, isn’t your son just blind?"
Barbarian Tyrant retorted, "Still better than you. At least that boy, Man Shan, isn’t thinking about severing our father-son relationship."
"Hahaha, the feeling’s mutual. Let’s not call each other out."
Patriarch Wu laughed loudly. He wasn’t angry; on the contrary, he seemed quite pleased.
Ren De, who stood nearby, couldn’t share in the happiness.
He never would have dreamed that the participating disciples he had spent a fortune to bribe would all be annihilated in an instant.
Moreover, his son, Ren Fan, was now in danger.
SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT!
Ren Fan felt hot blood splash onto his back. The moment he turned to look, he froze on the spot.
All the men he had brought with him were dead.
The pervasive mist of blood painted the entire square to look like Hell.
THUD, THUD, THUD!
Ren Fan instinctively took a few steps back and asked in terror, "You... What kind of Demon Technique did you use?"
"Demon Technique?"
Su Mo said coolly, "This is the Martial Dao!"
Ren Fan shook his head. "Impossible! You’re merely at the Warrior Realm. How could you possibly wield such powerful Martial Dao strength?"
"You don’t believe me, is that it?"
Su Mo said lightly, "Fine. I’ll demonstrate it for you again. This time, keep your eyes wide open and watch closely."
With that, Su Mo slowly raised his hand.
SNAP!
Under everyone’s watchful gaze, Su Mo lightly snapped his fingers.
SHIIING!
A strand of Sword Qi shot out from the snap, sweeping out in all directions toward every corner of the square.
"Not good! That sword light is coming for us!"
The faces of all the participating disciples changed drastically.
SHIIING!
Hua Celestial Sect had just condensed his Heaven-Supporting Demon Technique when the demonic shadow behind him was shredded by the Sword Qi. He spat out a mouthful of black blood and said in shock, "How is this possible? He’s this strong?"
He had thought Su Mo was a top-tier genius like himself, but Su Mo had crushed him with just a snap of his fingers.
"Ice Domain!"
Bai Luoxue frantically channeled her Realm and Cultivation Technique, freezing everything within a ten-meter radius around her.
She even cloaked herself in a thick layer of Ice Armor.
SHIIING!
The sword light swept past the Ice Domain, causing it to instantly collapse. Even the Ice Armor covering her body shattered in an instant.
Her white robes were completely dyed red.
Bai Luoxue stood on the square, ice-cold, her eyes locked on Su Mo, the depths of her gaze filled with terror.
’This is a man I can never afford to provoke in this lifetime.’
"A real man takes it head-on!"
Xiao Fan stood up excitedly.
The next second, however, he was lying on the ground, being carried away.
Seeing this, the others all raised their weapons.
Take it head-on?
Only an idiot would do that!
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
The weapons in everyone’s hands shattered, and they all fell to the ground, heavily injured.
The Saint Spirit Manor Master exclaimed, "Sword Qi! He really is using Sword Qi! I wasn’t mistaken before."
"So this is what a legendary master is like?"
Fairy Jinghong’s face was slack with astonishment.
Li Nan was drenched in a cold sweat, shaking his head. "I was wrong. Completely wrong. There’s no elder master in his family at all."
Only now did he realize that Su Mo himself was the true master.
’He’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing!’
Bai Luoxue gave a bitter smile. "To think that I, the renowned Fairy Luoxue, would lose to a mere Samurai. But... my loss was not unjust."
"Elder Su, I admit defeat!"
Bai Luoxue walked up to Su Mo, spoke respectfully, and voluntarily withdrew from the square.
Faced with such a powerful existence, she had absolutely no chance of victory.
Su Mo said in surprise, "You’re admitting defeat already? Um... I was just demonstrating. I haven’t even tried yet."
PFFT!
Bai Luoxue spat out another mouthful of fresh blood.
’He heavily injured everyone without even trying. What would happen if he actually put in some effort?’
’Everyone would be annihilated!’
Hua Celestial Sect announced loudly, "Thank you, Elder Su, for showing this Hua Celestial Sect that there are always new heights to reach and stronger people to meet. Farewell!"
With that, Hua Celestial Sect also withdrew from the square.
Facing a prodigy of Su Mo’s level, staying on the square to fight for some ranking would just be a disgrace.
Su Mo had taught him a good lesson.
"I, Wang Xuan, withdraw!"
"I, Ye Langtian, withdraw!"
"I... I, Chen Ge, also withdraw!"
One after another, the geniuses continuously withdrew from the square, until only a trembling Ren Fan was left.
Su Mo looked at Ren Fan and said, "Did you see clearly?"
"I saw clearly!"
Ren Fan replied, his face stiff.
"Since you saw clearly, it proves I wasn’t using any Demon Technique. In that case, you can now die in peace." As Su Mo spoke, he once again raised his right hand, preparing to snap his fingers.
Seeing this, Ren Fan was scared witless.
He had just seen with his own eyes how terrifying Su Mo’s finger snap was.
If he let him do it, wouldn’t he be turned into a mist of blood?
Ren Fan said in a panic, "Wait! You can’t kill me! If you kill me, I’ll call my dad!"
"Say what? You’re going to call your dad?"
Su Mo asked, astonished.
’Isn’t the Holy Spirit Competition supposed to be for the younger generation of the Northern Profound Domain? Since when could you call for your elders?’
Ren Fan nodded. "That’s right! My dad is watching from outside the square! He’s a master at the Martial Monarch Perfection Realm!"
"Martial Monarch Perfection? Hehe, I’m so scared!"
Su Mo pointed at Ren Fan’s nose and said, "Go on. Go fucking call your dad right now. Call all eighteen generations of your ancestors while you’re at it."