However angry Su Mo was, he knew that it was not the time to battle this person. It was more important for him to obtain the Demonic Sword.
"Once I obtain the Demonic Sword, your life will be mine to take!" Su Mo said coldly then sped up toward the sword.
He had only stopped for a moment but now he lagged behind quite a few people.
"Humph!" Xing Feng scoffed, a look of derision on his face. He was no afraid Su Mo.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Su Mo charged forward and large swatches of Demonic Souls continued to shatter under the influence of his devouring power. A while later, Su Mo had destroyed more than 50,000 Demonic Souls but this figure was nothing in comparison to the endless numbers of Demonic Souls present.
Suddenly, he heard exclamations nearby.
"Oh no! Demonic Souls at Spiritual Martial Realm!"
"We're done for! How are we going to charge past so many Demonic Souls of Spiritual Martial Realm?"