At the very moment when the black mist gushed out from the body of the Overlord Blade Martial Saint, an intense warning of danger rippled through Su Mu's brow and sea of consciousness.
The two peaks of Sword Momentum and the Fist Intent Prototype within him also felt a strong suppression at that instant.
"Just as I thought, the Master of Black Fog's backup plan..."
Su Mu had already harbored some suspicions the moment he left the Ye Family.
It was because...
In that fleeting moment of close contact with the Ye Family Ancestor, he had suddenly sensed the faintest trace of the Master of Black Fog's aura.
An ordinary person might dismiss it as an illusion.
But Su Mu was different. He habitually considered the worst-case scenario first when pondering any problem.
Even if the Ye Family Ancestor bore him no malice, it could not dismiss the possible link between him and the Master of Black Fog.
From this, he deduced...
