Above the endless sky, amid the vast sea of clouds, a streak of sword light sped past, piercing through the clouds and whipping up a violent gale.
Within the sword light, a young man sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.
That young man was naturally Su Mo.
As he traveled, he calmed his mind and focused his spirit, merging his Divine Soul and Martial Soul.
This process was extremely slow. He needed to keep trying, keep communicating, and keep making the two become mutually dependent.
The day of his appointed battle with Leng Jiang was already close at hand. He had to make the most of his time.
While Su Mo traveled, several Masters of the Nine Palaces from the Azure Divine Palace also embarked on their journey, stepping into this brand-new world.
They did not know what the future held. Perhaps it would be a broad road, allowing them to rise on Ancient Zhou Star and make their names known throughout the Ancient Spirit Star River.
Yet they might also perish in this unfamiliar world. Still, they had no regrets.
They were all geniuses, so naturally they did not wish to remain confined within little Tu Mountain Town. That was not their path.
However, one thing was the same in all their hearts: they came from the Azure Divine Palace. No matter what the future held, no matter how far they traveled, the Azure Divine Palace would forever be their root.
Time rushed by.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, Su Mo opened his eyes.
Ahead of him, the enormous Fallen Star came into view, its immense body seeming to divide heaven from earth.
Su Mo sighed. Today was the day of the appointed battle, yet he still had not evolved his Martial Soul into a Battle