Chapter 1690: Contest

Chapter 1690: Contest

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

"Wu Fengtian, how about a deal between us two?" Su Mo eyes narrowed as he suggested in a deep voice. He did not try to escape instantly because he was in the territory of the Sorcerer Tribe and escaping would mean certain death.

"Deal? What kind of a deal?" Wu Fengtian enquired with a stone-cold face. He knew that Su Mo was just trying all means of escape.

"I will tell you how to devour other people's Fighting Souls and you will let me go. How about that?" Su Mo asked.

"Oh?" Wu Fengtian's eyes sparkled brightly upon hearing Su Mo's suggestion. If he could devour other's Fighting Souls, he would be able to obtain numerous evil souls such that the power of his Honorable Soul Banner would increase so rapidly that it would reach a godly level.

"Isn't that the ability of your Fighting Soul?" Wu Fengtian scoffed. He would not listen to Su Mo's tricks as he knew that the massive devouring void that Su Mo had released previously was a Fighting Soul.

"It isn't a Fighting Soul only. The technique is a secret art that requires the Fighting Soul to be used!" Su Mo shook his head as a solemn expression crossed his face. He appeared to be calm and confident in himself.

"Is that true?" Wu Fengtian was full of doubts. Was there really such a secret art?

If there really was, the list of benefits to him would be practically endless. It would also be extremely beneficial for the Sorcerer Tribe.

"Absolutely. As long as you let me out of this city, I will tell you the cultivation technique of the secret arts!" Su Mo said.

"Nonsense. As long as I capture you, all your secrets will be secrets no longer!" Wu Fengtian laughed coldly. With that, Dark Force gathered in his palm and he prepared to strike.

He did not believe that Su Mo would be able to escape from the Cloud Sorcerer City.

"If I am unable to escape, I will choose to self-destruct. By then, my soul will be destroyed and you will get nothing." Su Mo firmly uttered.

Wu Fengtian was shocked and his brows furrowed together. If Su Mo was speaking the truth, he would not be able to obtain anything.

Wu Fengtian fell silent and his eyes brimmed brightly as he pondered to himself.

Su Mo knew that Wu Fengtian must have been enticed by his offer. However, Su Mo did not have any secret arts, he was only bluffing his way through.

After a long moment of silence, Wu Fengtian said, "Tell me the secret arts and I will let you leave this city.

"Let me go first and I will tell you!" Su Mo said.

"You are too gullible. Do you think I will let you go first?" Wu Fengtian coldly laughed as he gripped his fists tightly. He would not let Su Mo go.

Wu Han and him spent so much effort on capturing Su Mo, how could he just let Su Mo go?

Although he was confident that Su Mo would not be able to escape from him even if he left the city, Wu Fengtian could not be too careless.

If Su Mo had some special escape technique, all his efforts would be wasted.

A bright flash of light crossed Su Mo's eyes. It seemed like it wasn't possible for him to convince Wu Fengtian.

Since that was the case, he would take the first mover's advantage. In the blink of an eye, Su Mo activated the Invisible Fighting Soul and his body disappeared into thin air.

Wu Fengtian jumped in shock as soon as he realized what was happening. Yet, in the next instant, a purple haze suddenly appeared from where Su Mo disappeared and it shrouded him.

Since the two were too close together, Wu Fengtian had no way to dodge it.

"This is...!"

Wu Fengtian quickly regained his senses, but by then his mind had already been pulled into the Dream Realm.

Su Mo's body also appeared and he stood as still as a statue in front of Wu Fengtian.

The reason why he had activated the Invisible Fighting Soul wasn't to escape but to throw off Wu Fengtian so that his chances of successfully trapping Wu Fengtian in the Dream Realm would increase.

In the territory of the Sorcerer Tribe, Su Mo didn't dare to attack with physical moves. The moment he did so, he would definitely die and so he had to use the Dream Realm Fighting Soul.

In a dark torture room with a black torture shelf.

Wu Fengtian was bound to the steel torture shelf as though he was right at hell's door.

"An illusion!" Wu Fengtian scanned the torture room and his eyes brightened in surprise as he discovered where he was.

"Wu Fengtian, since you will not accept my deal, go and die!"

Su Mo appeared before Wu Fengtian and with a flash of light from his palm, a sharp short blade appeared.

Psst!

A large mass of flesh was directly cut off Wu Fengtian's shoulder as fresh blood poured out of him.

Argh~

Wu Fengtian painfully sucked in a cold breath of air as the immense pain caused him to automatically grit his teeth.

"Su Mo, this is an illusion and everything is fake. Watch how I break through this!'

Wu Fengtian yelled out loud and his mental strength poured out of him strongly as he desperately tried to break out of the Dream Realm.

As a peak Rank 7 Martial Honorable genius, Wu Fengtian's mental strength was strong and it immediately started to cause the Dream Realm to shake.

Su Mo's face remained cold as he quickly stabilized the Dream Realm and brandished his sword unstoppably.

Psst! Psst! Psst!

The chilling sounds of a sharp blade cutting through flesh continued to erupt as blood rained down in the torture room. Flesh flew off Wu Fengtian's body and in the span of a breath, Wu Fengtian's body was stained completely with blood.

However, Wu Fengtian remained determined and strong-willed. He knew that everything was an illusion and he had to press on through the pain.

A broad wave of mental strength continuously tried to break the Dream Realm space, causing it to shake violently. A crack mark appeared in the space and it threatened to crumble at any moment.

On the other hand, Su Mo was gritting his teeth tightly as he pushed the limits of his mental strength to control the Dream Realm space. Wu Fengtian's mental strength was too strong and Su Mo was on the brink of exhaustion.

Kek kek kek~~

A sharp sound pierced the air, causing eardrums to ring. Wu Fengtian's body was devoid of all flesh and his white bones appeared. The sharp, ear-piercing sounds came from the short blade carving the bones.

"Ah!"

Finally, a scream escaped Wu Fengtian's mouth. Anyone who experienced the pain that he had wouldn't be able to bear it.

Although this was the Dream Realm and everything was fake, the pain of his bones being carved was real.

Ke ke~~

Su Mo didn't cut through Wu Fengtian's flesh anymore as he continuously carved the exposed bone on Wu Fengtian's shoulder. It was done so quickly that sparks flew from the friction between the blade and bone.

"Su Mo, once I break through this illusion, I will make you beg for death!" Wu Fengtian madly howled as his face turned pale. Beads of sweat continuously rolled down his face.

He was furious, completely furious!

The measly Su Mo that he had disregarded had actually caused him to become so exhausted. He was filled with hatred and resentment.

The rage that burned in his heart caused Wu Fengtian to become even crazier. He turned his mad rush of mental strength into an invisible sword that struck the Dream Realm space.

Boom boom boom!

The Dream Realm continuously crumbled and shook under the onslaught of Wu Fengtian. It was on the brink of crumbling apart.

"Get lost!" Su Mo yelled out angrily as he struck his short blade down and directly severed Wu Fengtian's arm.

After that, he quickly struck out with his short blade and cut off all the limbs of Wu Fengtian.

Su Mo's face was also starting to turn pale. The pressure on him was immense and he had pushed his mental strength to its limits so much so that he was starting to feel faint.

However, he had to persevere. The moment the Dream Realm space was broken, he would definitely die from being in the Sorcerer Tribe's territory.

This was a mental strength contest. If he won, he might be able to escape.

But if he lost, this Cloud Sorcerer Tribe City would be his deathbed.