Upon the Ninth Mountain, there were no flowers, plants, water, or trees, let alone mountains and rivers.
This mountain seemed to be a giant peak composed of dense mist, spanning across the void.
Ripples formed by the Boundary Barrier Power swept endlessly over the Ninth Mountain.
Many more ripples were absorbed by the Ninth Mountain.
In this region of the Ninth Mountain, Su Mo felt that he was subjected to immense restriction and suppression, as if a huge mountain were pressing down upon his heart.
He felt that nowadays, he might not even be able to split an ordinary large mountain with a single sword strike.
This was not because his strength had decreased, but rather that in this place, even with strength, one could not unleash it.
The crowd flew above the Ninth Mountain, and soon arrived at the central zone.
This was a flat region, tens of thousands of miles in radius.
On the ground, many people had already gathered, assembling in groups of three or five everywhere.
These people included ordinary human beings, as well as the Star Clan, the Underworld Clan, and so on.
Swish, swish, swish!
Long Chao led Su Mo and the others as their figures descended rapidly, landing in an open space.
The arrival of Su Mo and the others inevitably attracted the attention of experts from various factions, and sharp gazes swept over one after another.
Among them, the majority of the gazes fell upon Su Mo and Long Daotian.
Almost everyone could recognize Su Mo's identity at a glance.
After all, Su Mo was going to represent the Dragon Clan to participate in the battle for supremacy, a matter known to all factions.
Moreover, Su Mo's appearance had obvious differences from the people of the Dragon Clan, so others could recognize