Chapter 1201: The Ancient Heavenly Spirit Tribe

"With your power, you might not have even brought five-tenths of your true strength, even now. With that great power, while you might not have been able to completely kill those Arid Beasts due to their strangeness, but with a flick of your finger, you could have easily made them dissipate for a while," Su Ming said languidly after walking out. His expression was calm. Not a hint of anger could be seen in it.

The old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe cast Su Ming a glance, then the extra pupils in his eyes disappeared. He returned to normal and smiled slightly.

"The people of Great Abyss Tribe are skilled in scheming. This is something about them that is different from Great Berserker Tribe's straightforward and bold attitude. With the fact that I didn't attack at full force as a clue, you guessed that I intentionally led the Arid Disaster to you. This temperament of yours fits with those from Great Abyss Tribe."