Chapitre 1690: Contest

"Wu Fengtian, how about a deal between us two?" Su Mo eyes narrowed as he suggested in a deep voice. He did not try to escape instantly because he was in the territory of the Sorcerer Tribe and escaping would mean certain death. 

"Deal? What kind of a deal?" Wu Fengtian enquired with a stone-cold face. He knew that Su Mo was just trying all means of escape. 

"I will tell you how to devour other people's Fighting Souls and you will let me go. How about that?" Su Mo asked. 

"Oh?" Wu Fengtian's eyes sparkled brightly upon hearing Su Mo's suggestion. If he could devour other's Fighting Souls, he would be able to obtain numerous evil souls such that the power of his Honorable Soul Banner would increase so rapidly that it would reach a godly level. 

"Isn't that the ability of your Fighting Soul?" Wu Fengtian scoffed. He would not listen to Su Mo's tricks as he knew that the massive devouring void that Su Mo had released previously was a Fighting Soul.