In Bai Yan's memory, Su Mo knew a lot about the Yuan clan.
Currently, the Yuan Clan is deploying troops on a large scale. In the Tianluo Palace occupied by the Yuan Clan alone, the number of Yuan Clan, Golden Horn Clan, Soul Clan, Spirit Clan and other races gathered is no less than 60 million.
The number is increasing rapidly.
This is just Tianluo Palace.
The Yuan tribe has four major strongholds in the human realm, namely Xutian Palace, Tianluo Palace, Zhantian Dao Sect, and Immortal Shen Sect.
Among them, the Xutian Palace has been destroyed by the human race, and now there are still three other strongholds left.
There are 60 million troops gathered in one Tianluo Palace. If we add the two strongholds of Zhantian Dao Sect and Immortal Shen Sect, the strength of the troops gathered will be absolutely astonishing.
Obviously, the Yuan tribe is going to launch a larger-scale offensive and start a massive war.
Presumably, the higher-ups of the human race are also aware of this.
Su Mo didn't believe that the Human Race did not work carefully and internally among the Yuan Clan. The Human Race must have a large number of sources of information. The Yuan Clan could not hide this kind of thing.
For such a large-scale war, the war in Xuanyue Battle City just now is simply not worth mentioning, it is like child's play.
Su Mo felt deeply that his own strength was insufficient in this turbulent period, so he agreed to the proposal of the Mingjian Ancestor and immediately returned to Taichu Mountain.
After returning to Su Feng, Su Mo began to sort out various trophies.
In this killing, he devoured a total of more than 1,200 small worlds, because most of the enemies were destroyed directly, leaving no small worlds at all.
However, more than a thousand of them have been preserved.
Secondly, he also obtained a lot of treasures and artifacts, the number of which is no less than 8,000. However, most of them are very ordinary, and there is not even one top-notch creation artifact among them.
The generous sword of the ancestor of the Golden Horn clan is only close to the best creation artifact.
There is no existence in the half-step creation realm in the clan. It is basically impossible to cultivate the best creation artifacts relying on the strength of the clan.
Finally, it is the flesh and blood essence of the Golden Horn Tribe, Yuan Tribe, and Tian Locust Tribe that are devoured, and even their source power.
Four hours later.
Within the first small world.
Su Mo's spiritual body stood tall, with a large amount of resources in front of him.
There are more than a thousand small worlds, more than 8,000 various treasures, and two large piles of elixirs.
There are only two kinds of elixirs. One is blood red, which is the blood elixir.
There is nothing mysterious about it. It is made from the flesh and blood essence of countless Golden Horn tribe, Yuan tribe, Tian Locust tribe, and dead strong men.
It is directly compressed and condensed without any refining. It contains great original power and can be made by anyone.
The second elixir is the source elixir, which is equally simple. It is the compressed and condensed source power, and the original power contained in it is equally huge.
The total number of these blood pills and source pills is approximately 350,000.
It took Su Mo several hours to refine these blood elixirs and source elixirs. The main reason was that the source powers contained in them were too complex and had various attributes. He needed to sort them out carefully.
There are also some such blood pills and source pills in the Taichu Holy Mountain, and they are also one of the many cultivation resources.
However, both blood pills and source pills have different qualities. For example, a blood pill made from the qi and blood essence of a strong person in the Creation Realm is definitely better than a blood pill made from the qi and blood essence of a strong person in the Pitian Realm.
Also, most of the blood pills and source pills from Taichu Mountain are carefully refined and have relatively pure power, which is slightly better than those that Su Mo hastily refined.
Buzz~~~
Su Mo grabbed it with his big hand, and as the space twisted, a huge palace was built out of thin air.
With another wave of his hand, all the small worlds flew into the palace.
After pondering for a while, Su Mo thought, and a high mountain rose up from the ground below the palace. It grew rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it reached a height of ten thousand feet, piercing the sky.
The palace is located on the top of the mountain, like a fairy palace, hidden among the clouds.
This palace and the mountain were created by Su Mo out of thin air.
Creation realm! Creation realm!
This means that after one reaches the realm of creation, one can create things out of thin air. This is done by using the power of the Great Law to combine the matter in the small world to create all things.
Of course, it can only create some ordinary substances, but cannot create magical artifacts and precious elixirs, let alone living creatures.
At this moment, in Su Mo's first small world, in addition to the central continent with a radius of millions of miles, there was also a vast starry sky with tens of thousands of stars.
However, everything is still in its infancy. Not only is the continent too small and there are few stars around it, but those stars are also very tiny, far from the real stars.
Afterwards, Su Mo left the small world with his mind, summoned some high-level officials from Taichu Mountain, and distributed all the resources again.
"Su Mo, in the past few years, the human world has been in turmoil, and my peerless divine sect has been keeping its doors closed. However, this is not a long-term solution. There are many people in the sect. I hope you can allow them to go out for training or to participate in the war."
After everyone left, Jin Wushang stayed and said solemnly.
As one of the five supreme elders of the Peerless Divine Sect, Su Mo's former master, although Jin Wushangren's cultivation level is incomparable with Long Teng and others.
But after so many years, Jin Wushangren's cultivation level has also reached the lower realm of Pitian Realm.
Nowadays, some other high-level leaders of the Peerless Divine Sect have basically reached the middle level of the Pitian Realm, or even the upper level of the Pitian Realm.
"Master, what do you think?" Su Mo asked.
"I think it's appropriate to let some people go out in batches to practice or participate in the war."
Jin Wushangren sighed and continued: "For so many years, under your protection of the Peerless Divine Sect, everyone has almost become flowers in the greenhouse. They have lost their energy and fighting spirit, and this continues...!"
When he said this, Jin Wushang shook his head and did not continue. He believed that Su Mo understood what he meant.
Su Mo was silent when he heard this.
Perhaps, he did not think carefully. From the beginning to the end, he protected the Peerless Divine Sect in the palm of his hand, from the Sky Continent, to the Desolate World, to the Yuanshi World and the Heavenly Soul Source World. This has always been the case.
In this way, the people of the Peerless Divine Sect are indeed extremely safe.
However, those in the Peerless Divine Sect can never stand alone.
"Master, it's up to you to arrange it!"
Su Mo nodded. It was time to let go. Maybe everyone could be trained in life and death so that the peerless sect could grow faster.
Moreover, in his hand, there is a ray of soul of almost all important figures in the peerless sect. Even if someone really dies, they will not really die.
"Okay, since you agree, I will discuss it with others and arrange for people to go out on a small scale!"
Jin Wushangren smiled slightly and then left the palace.
After Jin Wushang left, Su Mo thought about whether he should go see the three Taoist kings or start retreating directly.
But, at this moment, a gentle breath came to Su Feng.
Su Mo felt this aura and was startled for a moment. Then his eyes flashed and he left the palace in an instant.
The next moment, he appeared outside the hall, looking at a figure in front of him.
Outside the palace, I saw a figure wearing a sky-blue palace dress, with her hair in a high bun, revealing her snow-white neck.
She walked slowly, with lotus growing at every step, and there was a sacred and ethereal feeling in her every move, as if she were a real god, holy and noble, and could not eat the fireworks of the world.
"Why, you don't welcome me?"
The woman smiled sweetly and looked at Su Mo's body.
"Master Luo Hua, please!"
Su Mo smiled and held his hand, and invited the other party to enter the palace.
He never expected that Young Master Luo Hua would actually come to his door today.
But now Mr. Luo Hua no longer looks like a handsome man, he looks like a holy fairy.