Su Mo slowly flew to Divine Sword Mountain. Rather than rashly flying over it from high above, he descended before the city at the mountain's foot.
"Wind Snow City!"
Su Mo stood before the city gates, gazing at the three large characters above them.
This left him somewhat puzzled. What did this city have to do with wind and snow?
However, the moment Su Mo entered the city, he understood.
The city exuded an icy, razor-sharp chill, as though countless snowflakes were dancing through the air.
"No wonder it is called Wind Snow City!"
Su Mo came to a realization. He found that most of the martial artists in the city carried this icy artistic conception.
This was a Dao, a transformation brought about by the Sword Dao.
Wind Snow City was not particularly prosperous, but it was still well populated. Su Mo strode onward, and before long, he had crossed Wind Snow City and arrived at the foot of Divine Sword Mountain.
At the foot of Divine Sword Mountain stood a mountain gate dozens of zhang high, built with great grandeur.
More than a dozen mountain-guarding disciples stood there, each with a longsword on his back, radiating a naturally sharp swordly might.
Su Mo pondered inwardly. Was Ling Shang in the Ultimate God King Hall? Would it be inappropriate for him to request an audience directly?
Besides, after Ling Shang returned to the Ultimate God King Hall, she presumably would no longer conceal herself as she had before.
After pondering for a moment, Su Mo strode to the mountain gate.
"Who goes there?"
The leading disciple in yellow immediately stepped forward to block Su Mo's path and asked loudly.
"I have come to request an audience with Ling Shang God King!" Su Mo clasped his fists slightly and spoke