Su Changkong gasped for breath, feeling waves of relief in his heart.
During this period, Su Changkong had been under considerable pressure, worrying that Feng Mo might come after him. Because of this, he had no choice but to cultivate diligently. Though he usually trained hard, there was a difference between being forced to and doing so freely.
And now, he had personally slain the demon monster Feng Mo!
Demons, mysterious as they were, indeed weren't immortal. With the sword in his hand, he could still slay them!
"Burn his body."
After a brief rest, Su Changkong prepared to completely destroy Feng Mo's remains. After all, Feng Mo was a demon monster, and Su Changkong wasn't sure whether he was truly dead. Reducing him to ashes would ensure there were no mistakes!