"Bi Qinghan!" Su Mo's eyes lit up. At a glance, he saw the person speeding toward him—it was Bi Qinghan, the second-ranked true disciple of the Dao Sect.
Bi Qinghan had once joined Li Hentian and Elder Lu of the Heavenly Void Sect in ambushing Su Mo in the starry sky. Su Mo had not forgotten that grudge.
Now that he saw Bi Qinghan appear, killing intent flashed in his eyes.
However, he had already descended onto the mountain peak. It was too late to stop.
Bang!
With a dull thud, Su Mo's feet landed on the mountain peak. At the same time, the scene before his eyes changed drastically.
Before him, there was no longer any mountain peak. It had become a vast, boundless plain. Demonic qi filled the air, while all manner of wild grass grew across the ground, making the place appear desolate beyond measure.
"An illusion?" Su Mo narrowed his eyes. No wonder everyone on the mountain had been wandering in circles or stepping in place—it was an illusion.
This did not surprise Su Mo. He had already suspected as much.
Then, after surveying his surroundings, Su Mo began to walk. He had to find the mystery of this illusion before he could possibly obtain those demonic flowers.
Above the mountain peak, a figure flashed, and Bi Qinghan arrived in an instant.
"So you're here!" Bi Qinghan surveyed the mountain peak and immediately spotted Su Mo, who was pacing in circles on the spot. A cold smile curled across his lips.
Now, all the disciples of the Heavenly Void Sect were searching for Su Mo. He had not expected to find him first.
Then Bi Qinghan flipped his palm, and a communication talisman appeared in his hand.
"Li Hentian, I found Su Mo. Come here