Swish!
Su Mo rode his sword. The Natal Spiritual Sword at its finest was extremely fast.
The five of them were in hot pursuit, not as fast but not much slower.
"A big loss this time!" Su Mo heaved a sigh during his flight.
The Imperial weapons he used on those Phantom Avatars were taken by Yan Tai when they collapsed.
However, it wasn't a big deal. He would take them all back when he wiped out the Netherworld Devil Sect.
Whoosh!
An unpleasant sound pierced through the air, followed by a sharp saber radiance breaking the void from ten thousand miles away and stabbing towards Su Mo like a lightning bolt.
The Yama Hall Master took action!
This slash was considerably enhanced by some shocking force of the Ultimacy, cold and cruel.
Swish!
Su Mo didn't meet this strike with force. Instead, he dodged swiftly on the Natal Spiritual Sword.