Biyun Lake.
Time flew by as they waited. Another day passed, yet Su Mo still had not arrived.
By now, Biyun Lake had erupted into an uproar, with curses rising everywhere.
"Damn it, I thought Su Mo was somebody, but I never expected him to be such a coward, clinging to life and fearing death!"
"I was planning to enter seclusion, but when I heard about this, I specifically gave up my seclusion to come watch the battle. Who would have thought Su Mo would not come at all!"
"What a disappointment! A monstrous genius? Bullshit!"
"I'm not waiting anymore. That fickle, oath-breaking bastard is never coming!"
The clamor swept across every mountain peak, and many people wore furious expressions.
The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Although few believed Su Mo could defeat Zhan Luan, everyone still thought very highly of him.
After all, for Su Mo to possess such strength despite such low cultivation was enough to win the wholehearted admiration of all.
But now, Su Mo had utterly disappointed everyone.
Quite a few people no longer wished to wait. They spread their bodies and left Biyun Lake one after another.
In the direction of the War God Hall.
Zhan Luan's face had completely darkened. Another day had passed, yet Su Mo still had not come.
"Elders, let's return!" Zhan Luan said to the people from the War God Hall. Su Mo had utterly disappointed him.
"Luan'er, wait another half day!" said an elder of the War God Hall.
This elder bore a fifty-percent resemblance to Zhan Luan. He was Zhan Luan's father.
"Father, there is no need. He will not come!" Zhan Luan shook his head. He had already lost his patience and did not wish to drag this out any longer.
Moreover, the Yellow Springs