Peerless God Lord

"keep going!"

Su Mo looked at Di Hong calmly and said calmly.

"You...how can you use the power of law so wonderfully?" Di Hong asked with an ugly face.

He was not stupid either. Although he kept attacking, he had already seen why Su Mo's defense was so strong.

"You don't need to know this!"

Su Mo shook his head and continued: "You just need to know that if you can't defeat me, then you have to be my slave!"

"you……!"

Di Hong's face was livid, his expression was stern and introverted, and he shouted: "Even if I can't defeat you, you can never defeat me!"

Although he could not defeat Bo Yan, he believed that his own strength was enough to protect himself, and he could not be defeated by Bo Yan.

"Then give it a try!"

Su Mo waved his hand, and the defensive aura around him suddenly disappeared.

Immediately, Su Mo took action, using his palm as a knife and slashed forward.

The powerful soul power, accompanied by the power of eleven laws, condensed into a huge heavenly sword, as if it was about to split the world with one strike.

This attack was unstoppable, and it was even more powerful than Di Hong's attack. Not only was it not weaker, it was even more powerful by two points.

"drink!"

Di Hong shouted loudly. He could see the horror of this blow, but he could not escape and could only take it forcefully.

Using his soul power and the power of the Great Dao, Di Hong was frightened by the demonic power of the God-Demon Pipe above his head. Di Hong used offense as defense and struck Su Mo hard.

Boom!

Thunder shook the sky, and the two men's attacks were like two wild beasts colliding together, erupting with terrifying impact.

The terrifying power instantly shook Di Hong's whole body and caused him to fly backwards for dozens of miles.

Facing Su Mo's attack, Di Hong could not completely block it and was instantly at a disadvantage.

Su Mo did not break through the limits of his talent and strength. As long as he could defeat Di Hong, he would have plenty of patience.

After suppressing Di Hong with one blow, Su Mo also started a violent attack.

With a wave of his hand, the five elements were unified, the yin and yang were reversed, and the terrifying power surged toward Di Hong like an overwhelming force. There was no way to avoid it.

Di Hong resisted with all his strength, but he was retreating steadily and his defeat was determined.

After ten moves, Di Hong's soul blood spurted out wildly, his soul body became a little illusory, his aura dropped sharply, and his aura became weak.

"Di Hong, you are defeated!"

Su Mo stopped taking action and looked at the other party quietly.

In fact, he was looking at the Demon God's Crown. There was no doubt about the power of this crown, but Di Hong couldn't exert much of it at all.

He is more curious now, whether the Di family just snatched the Demon God's Crown, or whether they received the Heavenly Soul Source Realm together with the Demon Realm Master.

There are really more and more acquaintances coming to the Heavenly Soul Source Realm. Prison Master and Ji Hailan, they are no longer slaves.

However, even if figures like the Prison Master and Demon Realm Master are slaves, they should be slaves to those who are truly powerful from the Soul Clan.

Di Hong's face was gloomy, as if he were mourning for his heir. Hearing Su Mo's words, he remained silent.

He was indeed defeated!

However, he couldn't accept this fact.

It is simply unimaginable that he lost despite being ahead in cultivation and possessing the power of two great avenues.

What's even worse is that he has to be a slave to Bai Yan, which is a great shame and humiliation.

The whole place was silent, and more than 20,000 people in the pavilion also came back to their senses from the realization, and all of them looked extremely wonderful.

Di Hong, the majestic Taoist pavilion son, is actually going to be a slave. It is really the most ridiculous thing in the world.

Ke Han, the son of Tianhun Pavilion, had a cold expression on his face, and he sighed helplessly.

Things have come to this and cannot be changed.

"Di Hong, since we have been defeated, then we must abide by the agreement!" Lord Wuyi said.

"Lord Pavilion...I...I can't be a slave!" Di Hong shouted with sadness on his face.

Slave?

That is what people from lowly races should do. He is a noble soul racer, how can he be a slave?

Once he becomes a slave, he will

"Are you going to break your promise?"

Su Mo sneered and said that although he didn't need a slave, let alone Di Hong, he would definitely fulfill his promise since the other party had lost.

"I……!"

Di Hong was speechless. In front of Wuyi Pavilion Master and more than 20,000 pavilion disciples, he could not break his promise.

For a moment, he was in a dilemma.

"Di Hong, once it has become a fact, it cannot be changed!"

Wuyi Gezun made the final decision, waved his big hand, and the soul power poured out, instantly binding and imprisoning Di Hong.

"Bo Yan, if you implant the slave mark on him, he will be your slave for ten years!" Wuyi Gezun said.

"Yes, Lord Pavilion!"

Su Mo accepted the order, and then, without any resistance from Di Hong, he implanted the slave mark into Di Hong's soul.

At this point, the other party's life and death depended entirely on his thoughts.

Immediately, Wuyi Pavilion released his restraint on Di Hong and canceled the suppression of his cultivation.

Di Hong regained his freedom and his cultivation at the small extreme level of the Tao realm.

Di Hong's body was shaky, and the matter was a foregone conclusion and could not be changed.

"Let's go, you bitch!" Su Mo looked at Di Hong and shouted loudly.

"Bo Yan...you are going too far!" Di Hong was furious and pointed at Su Mo with his eyes wide open.

"How dare you, as a lowly slave, dare to be disrespectful to your master!" Su Mo shouted coldly, and then, with a thought, he controlled the slave seal.

In an instant, Di Hong's complexion changed drastically, his soul shook violently, and his soul power dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

For a moment, Di Hong's soul seemed to become transparent and extremely illusory.

The soul power of his soul body has almost dissipated by more than 90%, and his strength has dropped to the freezing point.

"No! No! No!"

Di Hong roared crazily, and he was completely scared, because if he continued like this, he would die in just a few breaths.

The Soul Clan is different from the Martial Clan in that they do not have a soul, and their soul and soul body are one.

If the soul body completely dissipates, the soul will be annihilated and die completely.

"This is your punishment, don't do it again!" Su Mo stopped punishing the other party and said coldly, then turned and returned to Wuyi Pavilion.

Di Hong's illusory and transparent body, his face could no longer be seen, and he swayed back to the queue.

Everyone looked at this scene with sadness in their hearts.

No one asked for Di Hong, and no one stopped Su Mo from punishing Di Hong. It was normal for a master to punish his slave.

"Is there anyone who still doubts Bai Yan's talent?"

Wuyi Pavilion spoke again and looked around the audience.

This time, no one dared to stand up, and the whole place was eerily silent.

After waiting for a long time, no one said anything again. Master Wuyi Pavilion waved his hand and ordered: "Okay, since everyone recognizes Bai Yan and there is no more doubt, then the ceremony of the Heavenly Soul Ceremony will be held immediately!"