Su Mo emerged from seclusion after less than a month.
After bidding farewell to the Dragon Clan, he headed for Fifth Mountain with Xi'er, Li Feng, and Long Teng.
This was because Azure Divine Palace's mountain gate had already been completed. The Overlord Race had been quite efficient.
Over the past month, many people had come to the Dragon Clan seeking an audience with Su Mo.
They were all leaders of major races and powers, hoping to make Su Mo's acquaintance.
After all, Su Mo had now become one of the pinnacle experts on the Divine Path, one of its overlords—and perhaps even the strongest of them all. There was no power that did not wish to forge a good relationship with him.
However, Su Mo had refused to see them all, receiving no one.
Before long, the four of them arrived at Fifth Mountain.
Fifth Mountain had once been territory under the absolute control of the Overlord Race. Now, it had become territory under the absolute control of Azure Divine Palace.
"Greetings, Master!"
"Greetings, Master!"
As they sped across Fifth Mountain, every Overlord Race member they encountered bowed respectfully.
Su Mo noticed that these Overlord Race members seemed to have lost their souls, becoming somewhat dull and listless.
But after a moment's thought, he understood.
The mighty Overlord Race had fallen from heaven into hell. They presumably had yet to adapt to such a feeling.
Soon, the four arrived above a plain.
The plain was extraordinarily vast, not far from the Overlord Race's tribe, stretching for more than several tens of thousands of li in every direction.
At that moment, a majestic city already stood in the center of the plain.
The city was roughly seven thousand li long and five thousand li wide. Its walls stood a hundred