Myriad Worlds Mountain?
Su Mo and Jiang Shenye were both taken aback. What kind of place was that? They had never heard of it.
Just as the two were lost in thought, a tall figure suddenly appeared before them.
This was a middle-aged man of around forty. His face was fair, and he wore a short beard. Clad in a Daoist robe, he possessed an immortal bearing and an extraordinary temperament.
"Greetings, Senior!"
"Greetings, Senior!"
Su Mo and Jiang Shenye did not dare be negligent and immediately cupped their fists in salute. Although this man appeared plain and unremarkable, without the slightest aura, people like him were often the most terrifying.
"Follow this Daoist!"
The middle-aged man nodded faintly, then headed toward the mountainside.
Su Mo and Jiang Shenye exchanged a glance before following after him.
There was plenty of vegetation on Myriad Worlds Mountain, all of it exotic flowers and strange herbs. The scenery was dazzlingly beautiful.
Some flowers, as large as watermelons, continuously changed color, shifting through more than a dozen hues in the span of a breath.
The branches of some trees were actually arms, one after another, and these trees could even walk on their own.
"They've become spirits!"
Su Mo was secretly astonished. These trees were probably tree demons, having absorbed the essence of heaven and earth until they became demons and gained intelligence.
Beyond that, the enormous Myriad Worlds Mountain contained countless buildings—palaces, towers, castles, too many to number.
Yet this place seemed to have very little human presence. Su Mo swept his gaze around, but apart from the three of them, there was no one else on the mountain.
Before long, the three arrived at a small plaza halfway up the mountain.
A gigantic humanoid statue stood in the plaza. It was a