NOVEL NEXT Chapter 735 No Need to Fight Them, Just Go Around
Hearing Shen Mo's words, Shi Tianhao's mood clearly lightened a great deal.
In his heart, Shen Mo was like a nightmare, looming over him at all times.
Since Shen Mo said he would not be seeking treasure together, but would instead train alone, the stone weighing on his chest finally fell.
What he feared most was that Shen Mo would insist on dragging him along to temper himself.
Afterward, Shen Mo spoke with Lei Zizhen and Lei Daoheng for a while longer before departing.
He could hardly wait to seize those opportunities.
Influenced by him, Shi Tianhao decided to remain in the Sacred Xuan Heaven for a time to temper himself.
Those fortunes were like rare and exquisite delicacies, waiting for fated ones to appear.
Since they were masterless treasures, they would naturally belong to those destined.
And Shen Mo was destined to be that person.
…
After leaving the Lei Prison clan, Shen Mo immediately entered the chaotic void currents.
Sui Xing, hearing his summons, quickly came to his side.
"Come, let's go find treasures."
Shen Mo rode Sui Xing, surging through the void currents with unstoppable momentum.
He did not know how long he traveled.
At last, Shen Mo arrived at his destination.
"Void currents" was merely a general term.
In truth, there were even more chaotic and disordered void whirlpools.
A Supreme could walk through void currents with ease.
Even the most turbulent of them would not hinder a Supreme's steps.
But they dared not recklessly enter void whirlpools.
Especially the unknown ones, which were riddled with danger.
Once inside, one might never return.
The cultivation place of the Dark Division's Holy Son lay within such a void whirlpool.
This demon knew a safe path in and out of it, which was why he could cultivate there.
Earlier, the Black Death Sky Serpent had pointed this place out.
But at the time, Shen Mo realized he lacked the strength to completely overcome the Dark Division's Holy Son.
He might even risk injuring his foundation.
Thus he set it aside.
Now that he had come, there was no way he would miss this chance.
"Father, there are two Demon Supremes there. Shall we take them out?"
Sui Xing had sensed the two Demon Supremes and was eager for battle.
Shen Mo chuckled. "Your strength is already enough to wrestle with Demon Supremes?"
Sui Xing boasted proudly, "Of course! I've devoured all across the heavens. Quite a few Demon Supremes have already been eaten by me!"
Shen Mo examined Sui Xing's beast panel carefully, and found it was indeed true.
After all, Sui Xing had completely taken over the body of the Shijie.
And the Shijie bloodline was incomparably domineering.
One beast was enough to equal a race!
Its growth speed was utterly terrifying.
He himself had worked painstakingly, pulling strings and seizing every chance, before finally stepping into the Supreme Realm.
Sui Xing only needed to eat and eat, easily and without hindrance, to reach the Supreme Realm.
"No need to fight them, just go around."
Shen Mo smiled faintly.
Though he could defeat those two Demon Supremes, he had no wish to tangle with them.
For while he might overcome them, he could not kill them instantly.
If the Dark Division's Holy Son was alerted, the loss would outweigh the gain.
His true target was always the Dark Division's Holy Son within the void whirlpool.
Shen Mo guided Sui Xing around to the side.
Here, the void whirlpool was violently turbulent.
Many fragments of ruins were swept through it, quickly ground into dust.
Yet within that raging whirlpool, Shen Mo still found a path.
It was the safe passage the Dark Division's Holy Son used to enter and leave.
"Go!"
Shen Mo smiled faintly, striding forward.
With each step he took, the raging void whirlpool beneath his feet would either accelerate its flow or suddenly grow calm.
The void whirlpool seemed like Shen Mo's loyal servant, opening a safe road before him.
Shadow sat cross-legged within the void whirlpool.
His body seemed to have become a vortex itself.
Endless streams of void energy surged toward him from every direction.
Here, his comprehension of the Great Dao of Void far outstripped any other place.
Thus he had sat here for centuries, never moving.
His Supreme cultivation soared madly.
In only two hundred years, he had risen from First-Tribulation Supreme to Sixth-Tribulation Supreme!
He was extremely cautious.
Outside the void whirlpool, two First-Tribulation Demon Supremes always kept guard.
They were assigned by his father, the Dark Division Demon Saint, An Wang.
If a terrifying enemy appeared, those two Demon Supremes would signal for help and fight desperately to buy him time to escape.
But such situations were exceedingly rare.
"In at most twenty more years, I can attempt Seventh-Tribulation Supreme," he murmured.
"My injuries will also be fully healed."
A relieved smile spread across Shadow's face.
But just then, a calm voice sounded behind him.
"Sorry—you don't have those twenty years."
Shadow was stunned, whirling around.
Before he even completed the turn—
A colossal dragon arm slammed down!
It was as if forged of platinum diamond.
Its surface gleamed with metallic brilliance.
Every inch was covered in dense dragon scales, overflowing with vast and majestic true dragon aura!
Shadow tried to summon his sacred artifact for defense—
But in that instant, time itself seemed to slow.
All his movements dragged as if he were a snail.
"Die!"
Shen Mo's low voice rang out.
The platinum dragon fist crashed down.
With a muffled boom, Shadow's body shattered inch by inch!
Back when he ascended to Supreme, Shen Mo had already sublimated the Platinum Dragon Fist into a supreme divine ability.
Its power was now at the absolute peak.
Moreover, the Platinum Dragon Fist could slow an enemy's time.
As Shen Mo's cultivation grew, so too did the fist's strength.
Killing the Dark Division Holy Son Shadow—unprepared and gravely wounded—in a single strike was no challenge at all.
And Shen Mo most enjoyed such instant kills.
That way, his enemies' treasures were all left untouched—
And all fell into his hands.
With a flick of his hand, Shen Mo seized Shadow's storage ring.
He did not open it immediately.
For within lingered the soul imprint of the Demon Saint An Wang.
Opening it would surely alert him.
"Found it!"
Shen Mo searched through the whirlpool.
Before long, he located his true target.
A Void Demon Eye!
This relic had been left behind when a Demon Saint, versed in the Great Dao of Void, perished.
The reason such vast void energy gathered here was because the Void Demon Eye continuously absorbed it.
What a pity. The Dark Division Holy Son Shadow, lacking fortune, had cultivated here for two hundred years without ever realizing that the Void Demon Eye lay right beneath him.
"Kill those two First-Tribulation Demon Supremes outside as well. Perfect chance to let the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Flame and the Nine Nether Ice Flame have their fill."
Shen Mo pocketed the Void Demon Eye, swiftly slew the two Demon Supremes guarding outside the whirlpool, and fled without hesitation.
He even hid inside Sui Xing's stomach, using the aura of the Shijie to conceal himself.
Shadow was the bloodline descendant of the Demon Saint An Wang—his very son!
With Shadow's death, An Wang would inevitably know.
If not to escape now, then when?
Sure enough—
Not long after Shen Mo left, a hunched figure arrived.
He ignored the raging void whirlpool and stepped straight inside.
But he found no trace of his bloodline descendant, Shadow.
"Who killed Shadow!"
An Wang's eyes burned with fury.
His roar shook the void whirlpool itself!
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