Swoosh!
There was a flash and Su Mo's figure appeared in the third level of the pagoda. This level was even wider, where one could not even see the horizon. It was as if it were a small world contained inside.
However, this illusory space did not seem real. In this level, Wu Ling's projection was still waiting, standing tall above the sky with both his eyes closed.
Swoosh!
Su Mo flew over and stood a hundred miles away, opposite the other party.
"Reached the third level, you are good!" Wu Ling's projection opened his eyes and stared at Su Mo, speaking coldly.
Su Mo did not pay attention to the other party. As a projection without much consciousness, there was no need to pay attention to it. The Ghost power of his body swarmed and the Ghost Qi surged. He stood straight in the black mist as if a devil was being formed.