1029 A Close Shave

"Bastard!"

Dugu Yan was pulled back into the strong suctioning force, enraging him.

It was such a good opportunity for him to catch up with Su Mo and get his hands on the Billion Demonic Sword, but he had been stopped by Dragon Emperor Tuntian instead!

"Crash!" Dugu Yan's Dark Force swirled around him as he struggled with all his might, wanting to escape the pull of the suctioning force.

Dugu Yan might not be as powerful as Dragon Emperor Tuntian, but he could still escape the suctioning force since he was several thousand miles away from it.

Moments later, Dugu Yan had managed to resist against the suctioning force for the time being.

However, Dragon Emperor Tuntian flew towards him quickly, not giving him an opportunity to continue giving chase.

"Dugu Yan, have a taste of my claws!""

The enormous golden flood dragon spoke in the human tongue. Its large and sharp claws swiped viciously at Dugu Yan.

Soon, Dragon Emperor Tuntian and Dugu Yan were embroiled in a battle.

...

Su Mo hurried through the earth having seen what was happening behind him.

He was grateful for the assistance of the Emperor Xuan Palace and Sky-sea Pavilion. He would repay them for it one day.

"Those from the Netherworld Devil Sect, listen up. Exchange Hong Qingxuan for Wu Shan in a month at the Mist Mountains. Don't forget!"

Su Mo yelled to the back, his voice echoing for several thousand miles. He did not slow down and continued flying rapidly into the distance.

The Netherworld Devil Sect and Dugus were blocked and did not continue chasing after Su Mo. Su Mo flew quickly and managed to make it hundreds and thousands of miles away.

Then, Su Mo immediately soared up and rushed out of the surface of the earth.

Then, he ascertained his location and flew towards the Mist Mountains.

After an hour of flight, and seeing that there was no one coming after him, Su Mo heaved a sigh of relief.

This was a close shave, but he had managed to emerge unscathed.

Speaking of which, this was all thanks to Zhan Luan. If he had not burrowed deep into the earth, Su Mo could not have gotten off so easily.

Of course, the main reason was that he had the help of the Emperor Xuan Palace and Sky-sea Pavilion.

"The expert from the Flood-dragon tribe!"

Su Mo sighed when he thought of the help the experts of the Flood-dragon tribe provided at the end.

He did not know the Flood-dragon tribe well and they had not interacted much. The only person he knew well enough was the tribe's Crown Prince, Long Teng. He must have requested for the tribe's expert to help Su Mo.

However, that expert was really powerful. Su Mo could feel that he was much stronger than Yan Tai.

"Who's the person who gave chase at the very end?" Su Mo was confused when he thought of the expert who had given chase at the end but was stopped by Dragon Emperor Tuntian.

That man was also very powerful but Su Mo did not know him nor where he was from.

"Dugu Yan?" Su Mo suddenly understood when he recalled what he golden flood dragon had yelled.

There was no doubt about the man's identity if he bore the Dugu surname. There was no other family with the Dugu name in the Firmament World other than the Dugus.

"Seems like he wanted to steal the Billion Demonic Sword!" Su Mo was suddenly enlightened when he realized who the man was and guessed what he was after.

Then, Su Mo stopped pondering the matter and hurried on his journey. He was still not completely safe yet. The people of the Netherworld Devil Sect might still come after him any moment.

Su Mo flew extremely quickly and hurried towards the Mist Mountain.

What he did not know was that his escape had sparked a ferocious battle between the Netherworld Devil Sect, the Emperor Xuan Palace and the Sky-sea Pavilion.

The Netherworld Devil Sect lost about 300 experts who were in the Martial Royal Realm while the Emperor Xuan Palace and Sky-sea Pavilion suffered even heavier losses.

The Sky-sea Pavilion was only left with Deputy Pavilion Leader Qian, Deputy Hall Chief Hu and a handful of people while Emperor Xuan Palace lost half of their experts.

The Netherworld Devil Sect had originally outnumbered the Emperor Xuan Palace and Sky-sea Pavilion and the other two sects were losing. The Netherworld Devil Sect was finally suppressed when the experts from the Flood-dragon tribe joined in the battle.

This was also why the experts of the Dugus had not joined in the battle. They only wanted the Billion Demonic Sword and did not want to go to war with the Emperor Xuan Palace and Sky-sea Pavilion.

However, Dugu Yan had exchanged several blows with Dragon Emperor Tuntian and had lost miserably. He was heavily injured.

A battle ensued for close to an hour. It ended with the death of seven or eight hundred experts.

The Netherworld Devil Sect, Emperor Xuan Palace and Sky-sea Pavilion had lost all veneer of civility after the battle. They would not rest until they either party was destroyed.

Of course, Su Mo did not know about it. After flying for three days, he finally relaxed when he saw that there wasn't anyone coming after him.

Then, Su Mo sat cross-legged on the Spiritual Sword, cultivating and refining his Dark Force while flying.

Ten days passed at the blink of an eye. Su Mo finally arrived at the Mist Mountain.

He kept the Spiritual Sword and strode into the endless mist.

...

Nothing had changed outwardly at the Divine Martial Country, but everything was different.

The Divine Martial Country now had no imperial family or the Great. There was only the Firmament Sect.

The Firmament Sect ruled over the Divine Martial Country, and the headquarters of the sect was located in the Great Martial City.

Whoosh!

A piercing sound broke through the air as a streak of light shot through the sky.

The streak of light moved so quickly it was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye. The guards on the Great Martial City's city wall saw the light, but the light was already nearing before they could react.

The light approached the Great Martial City and turned into a weary looking young man who stood tall and upright.

"Sect Leader!"

"It's the Sect Leader!"

Startled exclamations rang out when they saw the young man. It was Su Mo.

There were many disciples of the Firmament Sect amongst the guards on the city wall. They naturally recognized Su Mo.

Su Mo grunted and nodded his head slightly. His gaze swept over the Great Martial City, and he discovered that it had expanded. It was now a third larger than before.

Then, Su Mo's figure shimmered and he flew towards the Mansion of the City Governor.

The Mansion of the City Governor had also changed greatly. It had expanded several times and covered an area of thousands of square meters.

"The Sect Leader is back!"

"Greetings, Sect Leader!"

"Greetings, Sect Leader!"

Exclamations rang in the air the moment Su Mo landed in the Mansion of the City Governor. Many from the Firmament Sect greeted him.

"Take me to the conference hall. Then, summon the Hall Chiefs and elders for a discussion!" Su Mo instructed.

A disciple immediately led Su Mo to the Conference Hall.

The Conference Hall in the Mansion of the City Governor had also been rebuilt. The great hall was several feet tall and looked impressive, displaying the power of the Firmament Sect.

Su Mo soon arrived at the Conference Hall and sat on the main seat boldly.

The Conference Hall was empty and Su Mo waited quietly.

Soon after, the upper echelons, consisting of Su Hong, Qing Pingzi and the other Hall Chiefs, the Teal Fire King, Commander Yue, and Governor Bai arrived.

"Greetings, Sect Leader!"

"Greetings, Sect Leader!"

"Greetings, Sect Leader!"

Everyone bowed to Su Mo respectfully. Even Su Hong bowed to him as well.

After all, while he might be Su Mo's father, he was Su Mo's subordinate in public.