1171 Face-off

\"This is...!\"

\"What's going on?\"

\"Impossible?\"

After seeing the jade plate, the geniuses of the Sorcerer Tribe were in an uproar. They looked at each other, stunned.

At this moment, half of the bright red dots on the jade plate had gathered together, moving fast in one direction.

These bright red dots were moving toward them.

The geniuses of the Sorcerer tribe were shocked.

This jade plate was a special measuring plate made by the Sorcerer Tribe for detecting Martial Souls and Fighting Souls.

Only martial artists with higher cultivation and whose Martial Souls have reached above Heaven Class would be shown on this Spirit Measuring Plate.

In other words, each bright red dot on the jade plate represented a top expert of Firmament World.

Most of the red dots were scattered across the entire plate, but a small fraction was surprisingly moving toward their location.

Moreover, these red dots were brighter, indicating that these men were more powerful than others.

What were they going to do?

Didn't these aborigines of Firmament World know who they were? Did they want to fight against them?

It shocked them greatly because according to the elders of the tribe, during trial tests, the aborigines of Firmament World never dared to rebel. All they ever did was escape.

Now there were almost hundreds rushing toward them. How bizarre!

\"Interesting!\"

The corner of Wu Tianyu's mouth curled up. If this was indeed the case, it would save their time and effort in finding them one by one.

\"Sister Xian, it looks like these aborigines will try to fight for their lives.\" Wu Tianyu spoke to the girl in the leather skirt and laughed.

The girl in the leather skirt was Wu Xian. She was not only the great-granddaughter of the Chief Priest but, next to Wu Tianyu, she was also the second most excellent genius among all the juniors who had reached the Martial Emperor Realm in the Tianming Branch of the tribe.

\"They're useless!\" Wu Xiao snorted, not taking the experts of Firmament World seriously.

\"Let's finish them first!\" Wu Tianyu nodded.

Then, Wu Tianyu ordered three hundred people to split up and head to different areas of Firmament World to kill the scattered experts.

Meanwhile, he and Wu Xian would lead the rest, about six or seven hundred geniuses from the tribe, and head toward the red dots.

In the vast sky, Su Mo, along with a group of experts of Firmament Palace, rushed toward the South Continent.

They were experts, so it took them less than two days to fly out of the Central Continent.

They reached the border of the South Continent and Death Sea.

With an area of more than millions of miles, the Death Sea was a continental sea on the Firmament Continent. It was a forbidden area allegedly because of an ancient war.

The evil spirits, which had transformed from the aura of resentment in the sea, were quite dangerous to ordinary martial art fighters. However, for fighters like Su Mo, they were not a threat.

\"Hold on!\"

Su Mo signaled with his hand for the people behind him to stop.

\"Palace Master, what's wrong?\"

\"Su Mo, what's going on?\"

The crowd stopped. They were confused when they saw So Mo's gloomy face.

\"They've found us!\" A bright green light radiated from Su Mo's eyes, pointing forward. He had forced out his Martial Soul of Ghostly Magic Sight to the utmost, and he saw that there were hundreds of young men flying toward them from tens of thousands of miles away.

Su Mo's strength had increased by dozens of times, as he activated his Ghostly Magic Sight—he could see things tens of thousands of miles away.

He saw that these young men were strong and powerful. The aura floating around them, which they did not bother to hide, was like a furious storm on the sea.

Between their eyebrows were trident tattoos, same as Wu Sen's.

Apparently, they were Trial Testers from the Sorcerer Tribe.

\"They found us?\" The crowd was stunned. They had planned to attack the scattered Trial Testers by surprise and defeat them one by one, but unexpectedly the testers had detected their movement first!

If it was true, their plan would fail!

\"Palace Master, what should we do?\" Hai Mingjiang asked hurriedly. Everybody looked anxious.

\"We have to face off against them!\" Su Mo said in a low-pitched voice. After all, there was no time for them to hide.

Besides, these Trial Testers clearly had a way to pinpoint their location; there was no use hiding!

\"Face off against them?\" The crowd gasped. Since Su Mo wanted this, however, they would never back out.

It was either a victory or death. Even if they die, they would fight until the very end.

Su Mo's face became sullen and his eyes gleamed with green light. The reason he wanted to face off was that he had done research in advance.

He knew that among all these Trial Testers, none of them were experts of the Martial Emperor Realm. Generally, they were either Emperor-to-be or martial artists in the Ninth Stage of the Martial Royal Realm.

He was confident to face off against them because he believed that even though these Trial Testers of the Sorcerer Tribe were powerful, as long as their cultivation hadn't reached the Martial Emperor Realm, they would never defeat him.

He had every confidence in his strength.

Su Mo stood in the void with the crowd behind him, waiting for the Trial Testers to come.

The Death Sea would be the burial place of either the Trial Testers or themselves.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

After some time, light shone, and loud, sharp cracks came from afar. It took only a few minutes for the geniuses of the Sorcerer Tribe to travel tens of thousands of miles.

Six or seven hundred geniuses of the Sorcerer Tribe arrived in the blink of an eye. They stopped about hundreds of meters in front of Su Mo and the others.

\"Not bad, they have more than a dozen Emperors-to-be!\" Wu Tianyu looked over Su Mo and the crowd behind him while smiling and nodding.

He had thought it could be considered excellent if they had several Emperors-to-be in the weak Firmament World, but unexpectedly, it turned out they had more than a dozen.

He remained calm. Clearly, he didn't take Su Mo and his crowd seriously. Although they were Emperors-to-be, for him, the Emperors-to-be of the Firmament World were inferior rats.

\"Rats!\" Wu Xian jeered. Did a hundred people like this want to fight against them? They were bringing about their own destruction!

\"Hahaha! A bunch of morons!\"

\"Look at them, and they want a showdown with us! Interesting!\"

\"Those aborigines don't know they're going to die!\"

\"...!\"

The crowd of geniuses of the Sorcerer Tribe laughed with scorn when they saw Su Mo and his flock.

No one considered Su Mo and anyone in his crowd as rivals. On the way here, they had killed several experts of Firmament World, and those experts were too weak to interest them.

Su Mo narrowed his eyes. He stared at Wu Tianyu and Wu Xian sullenly.

The two were extremely powerful, especially Wu Tianyu, who gave off the impression that he might be dozens of times more powerful than Wu Sen who had reached the Martial Emperor Realm.