Su Mo no longer worried himself with the affairs of the Ten Directions Pavilion.
With the Chaos Divine Emperor, Long Teng, and others holding down the fort, Xue Zhen and the Left Protector, both under his control, could not kick up any waves.
He traveled alone toward Ghost God Ridge.
Ghost God Ridge was not much different in strength from the Ten Directions Pavilion, yet its ties to the Ancient Blood Sect Clan were far closer.
Before long, Su Mo arrived at Ghost God Ridge.
This faction was built upon a rolling range of mountains that stretched for over ten thousand miles, occupying a massive expanse of territory.
Hm? Not here?
Arriving within the territory of Ghost God Ridge, Su Mo concealed himself deep within space, observing the situation at Ghost God Ridge.
However, he discovered that the Ridge Master of Ghost God Ridge was actually not present.
Furthermore, among the entire Ghost God Ridge, there were fewer than ten Dao Realm experts. Although the strongest in cultivation was also a high-level Dao Realm expert, it was not the Ridge Master who had been to the Yun Tian Sect.
Where has everyone gone? Su Mo wondered inwardly. According to what he knew, Ghost God Ridge should have had fifty or sixty Dao Realm experts.
Yet now, the Ridge Master and the vast majority of the Dao Realm powerhouses were completely absent.
Since they were not here, he would just find out where they had gone.
Su Mo's will stirred, and the Great Dao of Space was deployed. In the next breath, he appeared inside a palace.
The various arrays and restrictions of Ghost God Ridge had no effect on him whatsoever.
Inside the palace, a mid-level Dao Realm expert of the Jing Clan was quietly meditating. Su Mo appeared directly