"The Wind Lightning Tribulation had barely reached minor success; the Ocean Calamity still needed more work!" Su Mo muttered to himself. After ten days of arduous cultivation, his improvement had been tremendous.
It could be said that his strength had risen accordingly. Though it had not met his expectations, it was still quite good.
A short while later, Su Mo left the jade bracelet space and walked out of the palace.
Outside, the sunlight was bright. It was noon, and Su Mo took a deep breath, feeling utterly refreshed.
"I wonder how many days remain until the Ancient Demon Graveyard opens?" Su Mo murmured. He only knew that the time was approaching, but not the exact date.
After continuously cultivating in seclusion and practicing his swordsmanship, Su Mo was rather mentally exhausted. He planned to go out for a walk and ask someone about the Ancient Demon Graveyard's precise opening time.
There were many disciples on Asking Dao Mountain. People came and went along the mountain paths, making the place extremely lively.
"Senior Brother Su Mo!"
"Greetings, Senior Brother Su Mo!"
"Greetings, Senior Brother Su Mo!"
Several disciples who saw Su Mo greeted him one after another, their expressions exceedingly respectful.
Within the Dao Sect now, Su Mo's fame was like the blazing sun at high noon—thunderously renowned, known by nearly everyone.
Even Yi Wei, the foremost True Inheritance disciple, had been overshadowed by Su Mo's reputation.
Su Mo's rise had simply been too swift, too earth-shaking!
First, with Martial Emperor Realm, Eighth Layer cultivation, he had taken first place in the Seven Great Powers' martial competition. Later, with Martial Emperor Realm, Ninth Layer cultivation, he had killed Wu Ren, a True Inheritance disciple of the Heavenly Void Sect.
Not long ago, Su Mo had even killed Yang Tianwei, the