“Thank you, Senior Ferryman. I, Lan Hui, will never forget today’s kindness.”
Lan Hui was the general’s name. With the combined boost of the pill and the blood of the gods, his strength shot up to the peak of B-rank in one step, and his originally thin body became strong and sturdy.
“I grant you power. Whether you can reunite with your tribe is up to you. I only provide the location,” the Ferryman said calmly.
Lan Hui quickly replied, “Yes!”
The Ferryman left.
A blazing fire lit up in Lan Hui’s eyes. He glanced at his tribe members and said in a deep voice, “Do you all want to avenge Old Hei?”
“Yes!” everyone answered in unison.
“Good. Come with me and kill those arrogant bastards from earlier. It’ll also prove our worth to Lord Ferryman.”
“Yes!”
The forest was full of moving figures as dozens of scorpion-tailed people rushed in one direction, radiating killing intent.
…
On a steep cliff, six figures moved quickly downward. Because of the ice and snow, the cliff face was quite smooth, but they seemed unaffected, gripping the surface with their hands.
“I never expected the things Instructor Yang trained us in would come in handy here,” Zhuge Zhi said with a sigh.
Though he was plump, he moved with great agility and did not hold the team back.
“Not every skill we trained will necessarily be useful, but at critical moments, they can help a lot,” Su Mo said. “For so many days, we’ve been traveling through the mountains. We’re about to leave this place. The terrain in the rainforest may not be this steep, but the dangers there are far greater than here.”
As they spoke, they had already descended from the cliff. They only needed to cross one more valley to reach the plains.
This valley was nothing like the Valley of Truth—just an ordinary valley, and crossing it was quite easy.
When the terrain gradually flattened and the vegetation grew denser, Su Mo realized they had reached the edge of the Amazon Plain.
“There are traces of a fire here for cooking. They look quite fresh. It should be another team,” Ye Qingyi said, pointing to a pile of ashes on the ground.
“There’s even residual warmth.” Wu Heng checked and frowned. “Only, these ashes seem to have gone out naturally, not been put out by anyone.”
“What’s the difference?” Xia Qingqing asked, confused.
Su Mo answered, “The forest here is dense. Normally, they should have put out the fire before leaving, but now the flames burned themselves out. That means they left in a hurry.”
All six of them immediately realized something was wrong.
Sure enough, a fierce wind rose in the forest, and countless heads began to appear.
To be precise, they were not human, just extremely similar to humans. The proof they were not human was their tails—a thick, long scorpion tail, with a sharp hook that was clearly poisonous at a glance.
“Scorpion-tailed people. I didn’t expect to run into them here.” Su Mo’s expression turned serious, because he could tell these scorpion-tailed people were basically C-rank and D-rank. But none of that mattered most. What mattered most was that there was also an extremely powerful existence—B-rank.
“The opponent is strong. No one make any rash moves.”
At Su Mo’s warning, everyone stood still.
He fixed his gaze directly on the strongest figure among the scorpion-tailed people. “Who are you? What do you mean by this?”
The scorpion-tailed person was stunned for a moment, then responded coldly, “The ones who will kill you.”
The two communicated directly through consciousness. This was a special ability only available to those above B-rank. Su Mo could also do it because he had just opened a pseudo-spiritual sea—the Chaos Sea.
That was exactly why the other side was stunned, because in their eyes, Su Mo seemed to be only C-rank.
Battle was about to break out at any moment.
“I’ll go test the enemy leader first. Su Mo, be ready to support me. The rest of you, focus mainly on subduing them. Try not to go for killing blows. If the situation turns bad, do not hold back. Personal and partner safety comes first.”
After giving the order, Su Mo looked calmly at the B-rank from before. The opponent stood motionless, so he also stayed still.
The opponent moved, and he still did not move.
Lan Hui was somewhat puzzled. Why was this human so steady, not afraid of him at all?
Compared with the several teams they had just killed, this one was clearly much stronger.
“The Word of Fear.” Su Mo lightly uttered these three words. In the eyes of the scorpion-tailed people, he instantly became something like the god of death, with an overwhelming pressure that almost made it hard to breathe.
Lan Hui was a bit better. Enduring the fear and trembling in his heart, he braced himself and fought Su Mo.
Both had strong physical qualities, but Su Mo was clearly a notch inferior. If not for the effect of the Word of Fear, he would not have been the opponent’s match at all.
“The Word of Anger!” With a red glow in his eyes, cold light flashed in Su Mo’s hand. The tetanus blade danced with Po Jun as he charged at Lan Hui.
The rusted blade slashed across Lan Hui’s hard skin, leaving a deep bloody wound.
The next moment, Su Mo felt weightless all over and knew Ye Qingyi’s Great Destiny Technique had arrived.
In contrast, Lan Hui felt as if he had been lassoed by ropes, unable to break free no matter how he struggled.
He simply stopped hiding his strength and, with a roar, prepared to rise up and kill.
Now Su Mo’s Word of Anger could already amplify his physical qualities threefold, and with the boost of the Great Destiny Technique, it reached a terrifying fourfold. In terms of pure strength alone, he had already surpassed Lan Hui at the peak of B-rank.
But a B-rank powerhouse’s trump card was never strength. It was spiritual power, especially for someone like Lan Hui, a B-rank who had condensed two soul pillars.
The surrounding trees suddenly suffered. Under an invisible pressure, they broke apart one after another and flew toward Su Mo and the others without any regard for the laws of physics.
It was not just trees. Everything on the scene with killing power was controlled by his telekinesis and used in battle.
When combat shifted from the physical body to spells, it was destined not to stay calm.
“Roar!” The stirring dragon’s roar, boosted by the power of seven snow mountains, was extremely powerful. It forcibly interrupted Lan Hui’s spellcasting, and trees and broken stones fell all over the ground.
Although the target of this attack was Lan Hui, the other scorpion-tailed people, as well as Su Mo and the others, all felt dizzy and disoriented.
“What’s going on? Another monstrously strong one?” Lan Hui began to doubt life. Although his strength had risen too quickly and was a bit unstable, it should not have been to the point of being beaten like this. This was way too humiliating.
Su Mo gave Ye Qingyi a thumbs-up. Taking advantage of the moment the opponent was affected, he steadied his breathing and wildly mobilized the spiritual energy within his body.
Through inner spiritual vision, he found that all six already-erected snow mountains were trembling. They seemed to want to join this battle too.
After hesitating for a moment, he nodded to the Corpse Dog Snow Mountain that governed “joy,” wanting to see what exactly was going on with it. Who would have thought that the Corpse Dog Snow Mountain would directly explode in front of him?
Su Mo: Σ(ŎдŎ|||)ﾉﾉ
No way, Brother Dog, are you really playing this wild? If you blow up, what am I supposed to do?
In the originally calm qi sea, fierce winds and huge waves suddenly rose. Surging energy flowed out along all the meridians in his body, like an endless river, continuous and unbroken.
Su Mo suddenly opened his eyes and felt his whole body filled with strength. If he did not release it soon, he feared he would burst.
“Mountain Sea Fist!”
With a “hum,” a crack suddenly appeared in the distant mountains. All the surrounding trees were reduced to nothing, and even the air was distorted, forced to testify to the power of this strike.
