As the sword descended, Wu Taeyong hurriedly blocked it.
Su Mo smiled playfully.
"I already told you."
"This body of mine is the perfect creation of the gods."
"If I become injured..."
His lips curled upward.
"Isn't that a blasphemy against the gods~?"
"How could the gods possibly allow that?"
His playful tone completely enraged Wu Taeyong.
The veins on his forehead bulged.
He gritted his teeth.
"Fine!"
"Since you are so loved by the gods..."
His eyes flashed with killing intent.
"Let me send you back to them!"
Wu Taeyong suddenly took Su Mo's sword slash without defending himself.
Slash!
The sword cut across his body.
Blood splattered.
"Cough!"
Wu Taeyong coughed up blood as he deliberately used the force of the attack to propel himself backward, creating distance between them.
He landed several meters away.
His expression was ugly as he glared at Su Mo.
Su Mo chuckled.
"Old ghost, you sure know how to brag."
Wu Taeyong suddenly stopped.
He didn't attack.
