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The Supreme Lord

Chapter: 5799

Why not form cliques!

As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

The Soul Pavilion has as many as 800,000 pavilions, and it is a big river and lake. There are countless factions and groups in the Soul Pavilion.

For example, Ke Han, a son of Tianhun Pavilion who is also under Wuyi Pavilion’s command, has more than half of his disciples following him.

Di Hong, who was enslaved by him, was Ke Han’s follower.

As a member of the Heavenly Soul Pavilion, Su Mo has the advantages of identity, status, and talent, so he can win over a large group of disciples and develop a great influence in the Soul Pavilion.

Even if in the future, he leaves the Soul Pavilion and enters the middle and high levels of the Soul Clan, this power will be a great help to him.

His previous idea was to destroy the Soul Race from the inside, because it was almost impossible from the outside.

Unless Su Mo has a terrifying cultivation level in the Creation Realm and can defeat the three soul masters head-on.

Although Su Mo thinks he is extremely talented, he is not sure that he will be able to reach the Creation Realm in the future. Even if he can reach it, the time span will be very long.

Therefore, destroying the soul family from the inside is a more appropriate way, but it is obviously not realistic to rely on him as a clone to destroy the soul family from the inside.

He needs to have a group of forces of his own within the soul clan.

“Haha, everyone has won the prize!”

Su Mo smiled and waved his hands, and said, “My power of law has far exceeded the level of cultivation, and there is almost no difficulty in improving it!”

“That’s right, Big Brother Bo Yan, all of your eleven kinds of law power are ninth-order Dzogchen. If your cultivation level improves slowly, it will be abnormal!”

“That’s right, based on Brother Bo Yan’s rules, it is estimated that within a year the Good Fortune Realm will be completed!”

“too strong!”

Everyone nodded. No one felt that Su Mo’s progress was fast, but rather slow.

After all, with so many kinds of perfect law power, it should be improved very quickly.

Su Mo shrugged with a smile on his face. This was the result he wanted to see. It was a good thing that everyone didn’t think he improved too fast.

In the square, more and more pavilions gathered, and it didn’t take long for the number of people to be no less than 300,000.

Although many pavilions are not in the Soul Pavilion, as long as they are in the pavilions of the Soul Pavilion, most of them will come to participate in this grand event.

Su Mo saw Youyou, Tie Tu, and even Min Ao, but he didn’t go to say hello, and these people didn’t come to talk to him.

In the distance, another group of people came in a mighty way. Ke Han, the son of Tianhun Pavilion, who was like white jade, came to the square surrounded by hundreds of people.

“Bai Yan, I haven’t seen you for a long time, so please stay safe!”

When Ke Han saw Su Mo, he walked over with a large stride and greeted him politely.

Su Mo bowed his hands to the other party, but did not speak. This person is not a good person, and he is too lazy to deal with the other party.

“Bo Yan, you just joined Soul Pavilion, do you know about the tradition of the Qingni Festival?” Seeing Su Mo’s cold face, Ke Han didn’t take it seriously, but asked with a smile.

“I would like to hear more about it!” Su Mo said in a deep voice.

“Every time the Rebellion Festival, there will be at least hundreds of rebels. These people are the best in their class, and their combat power is first-class in their class!”

Ke Han narrated with a smile, and continued: “However, after all, there are too many monks and few meats. It is not easy to get rich rewards at the Qingni Festival.”

“As long as you have it!” Su Mo smiled indifferently. In fact, he didn’t care about rewards at all, as long as he had the resources.

He came here today, one is the request of Wuyi Gezun, and the other is that he wants to see if there will be people from the Yuanshi world.

To be honest, he didn’t want to see anyone from the Yuanshi world here.

“Ho Ho!”

Seeing that Su Mo didn’t care, Ke Han sneered and stopped talking.

Time passed slowly, and after another half an hour passed, in the distant sky, a group of strong men stepped into the void and stopped above the square.

A total of twenty-one people came, all of whom were experts in the Heaven Opening Realm.

These are the twenty Pavilion Masters of the Eighth Soul Pavilion, Wuyi Pavilion Master is among them, and the extra person is walking in the front, a middle-aged scribe who looks quite refined.

The scribe was dressed in white, with black hair and shawls, handsome and unrestrained, with the feeling of Dionysus and Poetry Fairy.

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