However, Su Mo was unaware of all of the above.
He didn’t know that his master was about to die and then already resurrected,
nor did he know that the video left by his master today was a colossal trap.
At this mont, he only wished to quickly reach the War Giant Tree alien race.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
People on Earth were no longer discussing Marshal Tu’s health conditions because every household had prepared a White Tomb, just waiting for the mont Marshal Tu would pass, and then everyone would don mourning clothes...
The Divine Level experts from the various battlefields wanted to return but were firmly rejected by Tu Hongwu using the excuse that he was not dead yet.
Of course, the main reason was that even he didn’t know the most suitable ti for his death.
The main issue was when his disciple would return, which was a rather serious problem.
According to the usual calculations, as derived by Old Long, it would take about five days to co back.
But from what he understood about Su Mo, this might be a bit difficult.
Moreover, if those Divine Level experts ca back now, clamoring to see him, what if they discovered sothing amiss? How could he deceive his disciple then, er, how could he train his disciple?
Therefore, this was sothing that absolutely could not happen.
Only after he died, cough, cough, when he pretended to be dead, one hour before Su Mo returned, could those Divine Level experts co back to pay their last respects.
Just imagining this scene made Tu Hongwu feel a surge of excitent within his heart.
Though he didn’t really know why he was excited, it just felt very interesting.
During these two days, Tu Hongwu wasn’t totally idle.
The first priority was arranging his own funeral.
The second was preparing his disciple to inherit the King’s Cauldron and beco a true Human King.
With his speech from two days ago, even those who might have opposed Su Mo’s ascension to Human King would not voice dissent.
Of course, for a few stubborn ones, the solution was simple: have Su Mo give them a good beating and they’d fall in line.
Lastly, he needed to avoid Chu Tian. That’s right, Chu Tian was like a madman these past few days, always wanting to attack him, making him very uncomfortable.
The main reason was that he couldn’t beat him. Even though his injuries had completely healed, and he could break through to the Super God realm once the timing was right, he still wasn’t Chu Tian’s match, which was quite vexing.
For so reason, even Bai Yuanhao and Gongsun Mu, who always helped him, chose to stand by and do nothing.
Only Old Long was constantly helping him...
...
The Space Channel slowly opened, and Su Mo walked out from it.
At this mont, saying that Su Mo looked disheveled would not be an exaggeration.
Although he had Absolute Defense and wouldn’t be hard, the occasional space rifts and chaotic currents erging from the Space Channel troubled him greatly.
If he wasn’t careful, he could be flung out of the Space Channel.
This was the longest and most grueling Space Channel he had ever experienced in his life.
After two whole days, he would’ve been cursing by now if it were any other ti.
But now, he had no such thoughts, only wishing to quickly reach the Land of Extre South.
As Su Mo walked out of the Land of Extre South, he was imdiately surrounded by dozens of towering trees.
"Stop! Don’t move! What are you?"
Just walking out, Su Mo heard such words, and he instantly wanted to curse.
Did these trees even know how to talk, opening their mouths to ask what soone was?
If it were before, he would’ve punched them long ago.
He’s just in a hurry to seek their help now; otherwise, he would’ve just dealt with them.
Despite this, his face remained as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he coldly said, "I’m Su Mo of the Human Race, here to seek the Spring of Life from the War Giant Tree alien race!"
Su Mo’s tone wasn’t polite at all. He wasn’t in the mood to speak nicely to the other party either.
He only hoped to obtain the Spring of Life quickly and return to save his master.
He didn’t even ntion his previous bravado about taking the entire Spring of Life’s source back to give his master a bath.
He’s already being very modest.
"Human Race?"
"What’s a Human Race? Never heard of it?"
"A race we’ve never heard of, asking for our Spring of Life right off the bat? Are you kidding ?"
"Exactly, we haven’t even seen the Spring of Life ourselves, and you co asking for it. Do you think our War Giant Tree alien race is your family business?"
Hearing this, Su Mo’s brows furrowed instantly, and just as he was about to show his strength directly,
another voice ca, "Human Race? I think I’ve heard of that. They say it’s a very crazy race in the universe, very powerful, with Super God level experts. The most important thing is that they collaborate with the Insect Race. I heard from an ancestor that as soon as you see them, you should kill them without rcy!
Upon these words, the War Giant Tree aliens’ expressions imdiately changed greatly.
Soon after, branches aid directly at Su Mo.
Originally, he wanted to talk nicely to these guys,
After all, he was here to borrow sothing, not to fight. The main reason was his master being in a perilous situation; wasting ti here might an missing even the funeral.
But given the current situation, clearly reasoning wouldn’t work.
If reasoning won’t work, then only fists will do!
[Boom!]
Su Mo threw a punch, branches extending towards him snapped indirectly, causing all War Giant Tree aliens to change their expressions drastically.
Before they could speak, a terrifying Little Cosmos covering a radius of 400,000 light-years erged, instantly encompassing all nearby War Giant Tree aliens.
However, it wasn’t to kill; he opened his mouth and asked:
"Where is the Spring of Life located?"
Faced with Su Mo’s question, one War Giant Tree after another remained silent, even self-destructing directly.
This scene made Su Mo’s eyebrow twitching. With a wave of his hand, all the War Giant Trees caught in his Little Cosmos couldn’t move.
Suppressing his anger, Su Mo spoke again, "I didn’t co here to fight. If you’re willing to tell where the Spring of Life is, I’ll spare your lives!"
"Pft!"
"Trash consorting with the Insect Race doesn’t deserve to..."
[Bang~]
Before the words were finished, that War Giant Tree exploded into a pile of wood chips.
"You speak!"
"You’re also unfit to..."
[Bang~]
"You say it!"
"The War Giant Tree race, forever..."
[Bang~]
After killing dozens of War Giant Trees, Su Mo’s brows furrowed tightly, and his fists clenched, he’d love to massacre all War Giant Trees.
But now, having just arrived at the Land of Extre South and knowing nothing, not even the Spring of Life’s location, and his master not knowing how much longer they could hold out!
The more anxious his heart beca!
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