“Brother Bai, if you like this knife, I can give it to you!” Su Mo said in a deep voice.
In fact, he also likes this knife very much, after all, this knife is extremely powerful.
With this long knife, his combat power can be increased a lot.
However, considering that this knife is made of billions of years of cold iron, and the relationship between Mr. Bering and the billions of years of cold iron, he is willing to give it to the other party.
After all, Mr. Bering not only helped him today, but also will be a great help to him against the soul clan in the future, and he can still be used by him.
Mr. Bering didn’t answer Su Mo, but quietly rubbed the long ice knife, and after a long time, he opened his mouth.
“Thank you!”
Mr. Bering withdrew his hand, but shook his head lightly. He rejected Su Mo’s offer.
“This knife is your trophy, I have no reason to accept it!”
Bai Lingjun sighed, and continued: “Billions of millions of years of cold iron have refined two artifacts, the Prince Golden Soul and the Lord of the Red Soul, each holding one; this knife has no spirit, so it must be the one of the Lord of the Red Soul. There should be the spirit of my snow queen, but at this moment, that artifact has fallen into the hands of a more powerful foreign race.”
What he wanted was another artifact, not because the other artifact was more powerful, but because of the Snow Queen.
Su Mo nodded, and then put away the long knife.
The sword in the hands of the Chi Ming soul master fell into the hands of a foreign race, and the strength of that foreign race can be seen from the reaction of the soul race.
The army of tens of millions of soul clans, and countless top experts, did not dare to deal with that person.
At this moment, Su Mo, because he was separated from Bo Yan, could not communicate with each other in mind. He knew almost nothing about Shangyu True Ancestor and what happened in the True Feather Origin Realm.
However, from the previous developments, he can also see that the strength of Shangyu Zhenzu is not something that any strong person from the soul or spirit clan can deal with.
“Su Mo, the current situation is far beyond our control, and we need to have a long-term plan!” Bai Lingjun said in a deep voice, and then signaled Su Mo to walk and chat.
“What do you think?” Su Mo and Mr. Bering walked away gradually, communicating while flying.
He deeply sympathized with Mr. Bering’s words.
The army of the soul race, the army of the spirit race, and the unfathomable alien powerhouses, all of these make the situation in the soul source world of Detian even more uncontrollable and unpredictable.
“At the moment, we should continue to lie dormant, wait and see the development of the situation, and let the soul race, spirit race, and that powerful alien race consume each other’s strength!” Bai Lingjun said.
“Ok!”
Su Mo nodded lightly. The other party had the same opinion as him. Now, he can only sit back and watch the tigers fight.
After Su Mo communicated with Mr. Bering for a while, they separated again.
Su Mo didn’t continue to watch the battle between the spirit army and the spirit army. Instead, he found another hidden place and settled down temporarily.
Then, he immediately returned to Peerless God City and entered the palace where he lived.
Immediately afterwards, he immediately released a person from the spirit race who was sealed and suppressed by him, and began to search the memory of the other party.
This is a Spirit Race of the highest level in the Dao Realm, and the memory is quite huge. Su Mo checked carefully.
With the influx of memories, Su Mo not only learned a lot about the Tailingyuan Realm, but also learned a little about the True Feather Origin Realm from the other party’s memory.
However, since this Spirit Race followed Zhenjun Tiansheng to the Heavenly Soul Realm not long after he arrived in the Realm of True Feather, he did not remember the specific situation of the Realm of True Feather.
Immediately, Su Mo searched the memories of the two Spirit Race members, but did not get much information.
Su Mo carefully sorted out the known memories, about Zhenjun Tiansheng, about the army of the Spirit Tribe, and about the Yu Clan.
After a while, he waved his arm, and a remnant soul appeared in front of him, it was Sikong Yan.
At this moment, Sikong Yan was nourished by Su Mo’s vitality, and his remnant soul became stronger.
Of course, this is far from the peak state of Sikong Yan’s soul.
“Sikong Yan, this body of the Spirit Race, I will give you a temporary residence for your soul!”
Su Mo pointed to a Spirit Race next to him. After all, this Spirit Race was young and his cultivation was only at the lowest level of Dao Realm.
“Spirit Race?” Sikong Yan was a little surprised. He didn’t expect Su Mo to find him a body of the Spirit Race.
“The bodies of people from the Spirit Race are quite different from people from the Heavenly Soul Realm and the Yuanshi World. They are alive with flesh and blood, and their talents are more outstanding. They can nourish your soul faster.” Su Mo said in a deep voice.
The reason why he picked a spirit clan with a low level of Taoism was because Sikong Yan’s soul was too weak to control a stronger physical body.