After flying for a long while, Su Mo finally caught sight of the Imperial City of the Kunyun Empire.
The city spanned several thousand miles, magnificent and grand. Its pitch-black walls carried an ancient, weighty aura.
Su Mo came to a stop atop a white cloud, gazing toward the Imperial City tens of thousands of miles away.
He did not rashly approach, for he did not know how many geniuses were in the Sacred Emperor City, nor what cultivation they had recovered.
If someone had already recovered their peak cultivation, it would be rather troublesome for him.
With a thought, Su Mo immediately activated his Invisible Battle Soul, completely concealing himself.
He was waiting—waiting for other geniuses to arrive at the Imperial City. Then he would strike, intercepting and eliminating every genius who came to the city.
The Imperial City lay in the north of the Kunyun Small World. Half of the nine prefectures were south of it, so Su Mo lay in wait to the south of the Imperial City.
Time passed, and half a quarter-hour soon went by. Many people arrived at the Imperial City from every direction, but none were geniuses participating in the contest. They were all local martial artists of the Kunyun World.
"Is Su Mo planning to intercept others?"
"He definitely is!"
"Someone is going to be in trouble!"
The spectators outside all guessed Su Mo's intentions. However, Su Mo had concealed himself, and through the watery curtain, they could no longer see his exact figure.
Su Mo sat cross-legged atop the white cloud and waited quietly. By now, his cultivation had recovered to the Martial Venerable Realm, Third Layer. His vision extended tens of thousands of miles, so he no longer needed the jade token to guide him.
"Hmm?" At that moment, Su